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The family waiting room remains filled with the people who love Finan. Catrina said the surgeon came by moments ago to report the procedure went well and they’ve moved him into recovery, so we can see him in an hour or so. The relief destabilizes my whole person; Catrina offers me a chair before I end up on the floor. Looking around at these tired but ecstatic faces, I don’t recognize my life—where I was just a few months ago, how alone I was, how angry I was that I was so alone …
It’s almost too much. I fall sideways onto Catrina’s shoulder and close my eyes, not caring that everyone can see the fresh tears streaking down my face. Beyond the horrors of the last week, I am a changed woman. Blame it on these generous people, all that fresh, Thalia Island air, that
