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After years of depending on myself when it came to our lives, it wasn’t easy to give up control to someone else. Turning slightly, I checked on my girls, both fast asleep in the back seat, before turning back to look out the side window.

“It’s going to be okay,a stór,”Adam assured me.

“Will it?” I wonder out loud.

“I’ll make it so,” he promised.

“Okay,” I whispered, closing my eyes lettingsleep take me.

Allowing someone else to do the worrying for me.

For the first time in forever, I didn’t feel alone.

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