The anger fueled by sorrow

You are almost tempted to put the picture away because of the heart ache it might bring. Your wife, Lucy, has her arm around your waste with her eyes looking ever so lovely as she smiles. "Oh, rose..." Your 2 year old daughter's smile as she is cradled in your arms cuts deeply into your heart. Tears stream down your face as the thought of never being able to see them again brings you much pain and sorrow. "HOW AND WHY DID THIS HAVE TO HAPPEN!" you're spontaneous anger is let out on the glass window. Water starts spewing out of the cracked glass. You see your window of opportunity... literally.

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