Sometimes we are not meant to know…

Separation

why the doors on our life close, and then we must open new ones.
I can cry, and say, “I miss our home, our life, the way things were.”
But, then I would never have known the kindness of strangers,
the cruelty of so many, the gift in the suffering.
I would never have known how strong I was,
or how much I loved you.

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