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Chapter 22
Why? Why do I have to think about this? Why does it matter whether I talk to her or not? Shouldn’t I just leave it like that? It’s me who has lost everything, not them! I thought to myself over and over again, but I always found myself stuck with two answers. First… I had to move forward and accept everything that had happened, not for myself but for my family, especially for my parents. Living like this was a contrast to what my parents used to tell me when they were still alive. I love my mom and dad. I was trying to keep everything they had told me and everything they had given me because those were the only things I had that reminded me of them and made me feel like they were still with me. I was living the way they had thought me – the way of being kind and thoughtful
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