I used to think the past had the final say

 I used to think the past had the final say.

That I was stuck in the patterns I grew up with.
But the truth is, we always have a choice.

We can repeat the story we were handed, or we can gently set it down and begin a new one.
For my kids, I choose to turn the page.
I choose love.
I choose growth.
I choose a different ending.

They deserve a life built on healing and hope.
And it starts with me.

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