Reading Delirium, I slowly realise how knowing how to love and knowing that you are loved is such a beautiful thing. To take it away is a crime. To not know love is sadness beyond sadness.
I’m so, so grateful, so thankful that I can love my family, my mother and father, so thankful that I can love my best friend, my friends. And then one day, so thankful that I will be able to love my husband. To be able to fall in love. Because there’s no greater power than that.
