弗尔泰斯特 昆特牌:请教两段话的翻译，谢谢！

1、One night after a show, I'd tucked my girls in, but was still wound up. I pulled out my journal and flipped to that last angry, desperate entry. Has it really been that long? Somehow I'd made it to a year since Calvin's death. I'd survived what had felt so unsurvivable. I started to document what was going on in my life at the moment. The show. The kids. How hard 9/11 still was to talk about. At the end of the entry I hesitated. My anger had cooled a bit, but it was still there. Dear God, I wrote, please help me to forgive. Take my hand. Guide me in a new life. Amen.
2、I wanted to give something back to the law firm that had helped me settle Calvin's affairs pro bono. I commissioned a painting from an artist in Atlanta—Derek Fordjour. In order to do the painting, he asked me about 9/11. I found I didn't mind telling him. He was such a good listener, and starting to journal again had made me stronger. I found myself calling him often. I wrote about our conversations in my journals. Then I got some incredible news I couldn't wait to tell Derek. I was cast as Celie in a new musical production of The Color Purple, in Atlanta. My dream role. A part of me couldn't believe I was playing it. Just like part of me couldn't believe I'd found love again. Derek and I got married last July. I keep a box of Calvin's things for the girls so they can know as much as possible about their dad.