In the eye of the storm

In the eye of the storm there is only calm.
And tonight, it was accompanied by chicken and chips, a good red wine washed down with many tears from overwhelming pain and sadness on both sides, and holding each other in comfort, putting some of the pieces back together.

Stronger as one to fight the next hurricane of emotion in the next phase.

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