Dear Diary, today will be different. Today I will smile. It will be genuine. Because today is the day that I get to live again. This life will be good and beautiful. But not without heartbreak. In death comes peace. But pain is the cost of living. Like love, it’s how we know we’re alive. And life goes on.
Caroline was having a dreamless sleep; the bed was fluffy, the pillow comfortable and she was warm under the covers - it was a perfect night. In the morning she’d feel completely refreshed.
Something stirred her sleep, and half-asleep she groaned, “Stop.”
For a moment she had thought her grumbling had worked, but she was wrong, and the rustling next to her continued. Annoyed she turned around with one opened eye, “Klaus, quit moving, I’m trying to sleep. Wait…are you…what?!”
“We’ve all made terrible mistakes in our
life, done things that no apology can heal, but you just have to keep
going trying to find some new happiness no matter how much you’ve
lost. The strange thing is, losing those people is what brought us
together, it’s how we found each other, it’s what made us family.”