It happens to all of us. The hurt. Something comes along that alters the atmosphere. Destroyed, defeated and completely obliterated. It can take the breath right out of you to the point where you don't know if you will ever catch it again. But I promise you it will come. The ace will cease. The lesson will arrive like a whisper in the night, and before you know it you will breathe again. You will be okay. You will make it out alive. So hang on, my darling, just a little longer. No matter what comes, you are a survivor.