You carry your past with you even if you don't remember any of it.

Sometimes you need to make a mess. -Loretta, the Rollinses' hosekeeper

She was alive, and they were dead. She had to try to make her life big. As big as she could. She promised Bailey she would keep playing.

Exactly! We run or we lose ourselves in something, somebody, anything to try and ease our pain.

Sometimes you couldn’t face the sadness of being forgotten until you felt the comfort of being remembered again.

The bottom had arrived. She crashed against it, but it brought no sense of closure or understanding. She just lay there at the bottom looking up. She knew there must be a very tiny circle of light up there somewhere, but just now she couldn’t see it.

Luck never gives; it lends.