I felt as if I had just set sail upon the boat of compassion and friendship, and I was feeling the wind blowing me in the right direction. Finally, I understood McKenna. I realized that our friendship wasn’t diminished or over, and that the reason she hadn’t been the same was because of something that wasn’t either of our faults. I had never known much about divorce, but I could understand where McKenna was coming from. No family would ever be perfect or completely normal, and everything in life would have its quirks.
There was an outpouring of compassion from her letter to my heart which I perceived with great surprise. We would find a way to confide in each other, just as Casimir and I had. Though life didn’t always turn out the way we wanted or expected it to be, it always had a way of working out in the end.