Eighteen
This is what she said:
Love is never wasted, even if it is not reciprocated. For in loving—no matter what—we enlarge ourselves, becoming bigger than the small prejudices and petty jealousies and pointless vindictiveness that can engulf us if we let fear rule our lives. When we determine to love—no matter what—we lighten ourselves and become able to rise up, float above, the turmoil of doubt and indecisiveness and procrastination that can overtake us in the surging rush of time. Loving—no matter what—does not end life’s pain and suffering, but it does allow us to endure in spite of it, and to embrace a larger actuality.
Exhilarating as the days at St Monica’s had been, they had also been exhausting and Kathryn was very grateful, on her return to Sydney, that she still had anothe
