It doesn’t matter. My beloved always says, “The believer does not grieve over the past, nor worry about the future.”

All that happened happened, as it had to. And indeed there were reasons for all that happened too. That was my road to travel.

So forget about it. Water under the bridge. Moments long gone. Where now will the road carry us? Only time will tell.

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