When wounds are fresh, they seem so sure to heal. Enough time must pass before you can determine if there will be scarring, or know the severity of the scarring.
At one time, I was in the position to save you from your devastating loss and prevent my own. You didn’t let me. I’m going to stop punishing myself for it now.
(The scars are punishment enough without the additional torment of unjustified self-blame.)
