It depends how far we look back. Some things are too good to move on from, while others are too painful to indulge. Here it's sometimes hard not to look back, when everything else is so unfamiliar.
Stiles is the one truly good thing I've done in my life. He may be a little difficult at times, but his good points by far out way the rest and I love him for everything he is.
It is just the two of us, now. His mother died when the kid was young. Too young. It was a rough time for both of us, but we rode the storm together.