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416 pages, Kindle Edition
First published October 22, 2020
This cabin is a love letter from Adrian.
Beauty like yours, love like yours…it deserves to be shared. Someone out there needs you, and you need them.
It feels like this was always us, always meant to be. From the moment I saw him sitting on the porch of his cabin, reading, I think I knew.
"I promise, Adrian. Always, forever, no matter what. Anything, everything, always.”
"I love you more than fucking life itself, Nadia. Never forget that. Wherever…wherever I’m going, I’ll love you there too.”
"I'm not okay.
But for the first time since he died, I feel like maybe, someday, I could be.”
"Always, forever, no matter what. Anything, everything, always."
"Read it, and hear my final song."
“The art to living is hard to learn, there’s grief and loss and sorrow and pain, but there’s also joy and fulfillment and meaning, and you can’t have one without the other. The pain makes joy more potent, I think. It doesn’t mean you seek the pain or want it or like it, but when you find the joy after the pain has healed, you understand more fully that the dawn of redemption only comes after the long nights of sorrow has passed.”
“He wasn’t just my husband, he was my best friend and...he...he knew me inside out. He knew everything. He saw me, all of me, all there is. And now he’s gone and everyone is gone and I’m so fucking lonely.”
“There’s no replacing those whom you’ve lost, those who have been taken too soon. But you can still live. And if they’re anything like my dear, beloved, departed Adrian, they’d want you to live on, to find hope, to seek new meaning and new joy.”
“That, I believe, is the Art to Living.”