The Wind Beneath My Sails
Jacob watched me silently, understanding the gravity of my decisions. One evening, he took my hands, “I wish things were different, Sarah. But I’m here, always. Through every decision, every tear.” His unwavering support bolstered my spirit. We both understood the weight of family, but also the importance of choosing one’s own well-being and happiness. With him, I never felt alone in my choices. Jacob’s love was consistent and steadfast, everyday and in everyway.