| Laurel, nothing is ever lost. Not time; for what seems to have passed, lives on in the wisdom of future decisions. Not money; for what seems to have been spent, was only invested. And not love; for what seems to have vanished, has only moved so close you must look within your heart to see it. Here and now, Laurel, whether or not it's obvious, you are the best you've ever been. So proud, |
