Tough to find out that while I was complaining about not hearing from the Boy, he was dealing with his Grandfather having a stroke and sitting waiting to find out if he would survive.
Tough to find out while I was feeling sad, he was hurting.
Tough to find out while I was lonely, he was comforting his family.
Tough to realize I can be very selfish.
But realization is the first step to progress, right?
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