Mistakes...
are part and parcel of growing up.
We all make mistakes...
So we learn to accept them and carry on.
Even if the mistake doesnt feel like one,
doesnt change the fact that it is one.
i love you.
The both of you.
Dearest sister, i want only the best for you.
I wish and pray it.
Even if i, we, cant understand it.
He's bigger than the Whys.
Perhaps the whys dont even matter.
Perhaps the hurts wont even matter.
Because somehow, He loves us.
The both of us.
All of us.
