“Maybe so. But still… See, there was a time fairly recently when I was upset with my dad. I told you about that… and our relationship suffered. I felt like he was hiding part of his life from me; part of who he was. Trust me, it wasn’t easy. But you know what? Even when life was at its breaking point…when things fell apart – someone was there to pick up the peices. Those whom I loved, and those whom I discovered. I’m still not sure how all of them fit in, and they’re still coming together. But I know that it’s all a part of God’s plan. It’s like – like all the puzzles you do. It’s like the porcelein rabbit… or even the scars on your arms. Eventually, they’ll heal with love, if not with time as well. You just have to hold on. Think about it. It’s better than choosing to fall and having everything break into peices all over again,” I said solemnly.