We are given the raw goods (a life) and we choose certain things ( a love story, a spouse, parenthood ) and in all of this there are many unknowns.
Such as:
how will this turn out?
will anything go as expected?
Rarely does anything turn out as we expect.
Sometimes, it's way better.
Sometimes, it's something we could not have even conceived of including in a worry, so far from the realm of possibility did it seem.
This is a story about my cousin Sarah. I don't have many words beyond this.
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