"I will always love him, because he gave me you"

I can never fully articulate how I feel about what has happened (what is happening), because it is always shifting - fluid, like the rivers. They ask, and I am honest. Maybe to a fault.. maybe too honest. I tiptoe around the past like it's some sort of ticking time bomb...always trying to protect you three. I am not perfect, not even close - but I am doing my best, and I am always learning. They ask... and I tell them, that once upon a time we lived happily (I was never really happy) and that it doesn't always have a happy ending. Our story didn't. But we are happy now, and it is not the end - it was just an unhappy ending to one chapter. The thing is, we can't ever know or predict what's going to happen... I can assure you that I may not know where I'm going but I am certain it's not where I've been. I couldn't make those same mistakes again if I tried - my ever mending heart would not permit it. So rest assured, that honesty is a must; love is a constant, and support is guaranteed. I will forever be honest, and tell them the stories of a love that always lives through them. It's not easy, but the good things never are.