Death stole from me, but he also gave me a new future. He gave me Eli. Here’s the best part. It isn’t just romance with Eli. He isn’t my crutch. I don’t need him in order to keep walking and being every day, and I’m not his crutch. We’re sounding boards. These people who understand and love each other, who want the best for the other and yet still understands who we are, what our experiences have made us. Me, especially. I’d learned something huge. Everyone, and I mean everyone, says to someone at least once in their lives, “I’m doing the best I can.” I used to believe that was wrong. That doing the best a person could was a cop out, was this way of saying I’m trying but just enough to make it look like I am. Now, I understand that it means something deeper. That sometimes we have issues which limit us, but not enough to keep us from loving the people in our lives. In those moments, we truly are doing the best we can, and that’s okay. Because, in the end, it’s doing our best that matters.
