All the things she planned to feel, the way she planned to look and seem, the appropriate things she planned to say. None of them came to pass.

Carmen was bad at loving. She loved too hard.

Wear them, they will make you brave.

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.

When you feel someone else's pain and joy as powerfully as if it were your own, then you know you really loved them.

It’s natural to overlook and even sacrifice the things that belong to us most easily most gracefully. So here’s me asking you to please not make that mistake.

Do you have any idea how much I've loved you?