Some of us fight wars you will never see against enemies you will never know and if we win, we are not given medals.
We are given the chance
to fight tomorrow.
Wednesday, April 10, 2019
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I need you to understand something. I wrote this for you. I wrote this for you and only you. Everyone else who reads it, doesn’t get it. They may think they get it, but they don’t. This is the sign you’ve been looking for. You were meant to read these words.
Since 2011, I have followed this blog, and sometimes it was the only thing that made me feel like I wasn't alone. I can't imagine the pressure you're under to keep writing, especially with your new family, but thank you for doing it. Even now, I read your old entries and books, and they're different every time. This one really spoke to me. For years, I fought the silent battle to live, and it isn't a fight anymore. Now it's an honor. I don't know if you read these comments, Iain, but I really need to tell you. Someday, the love of my life will read your books. I look forward to something every day because of you. Thank you for being there when no one else was.
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