Standing up for what's right is a huge burden to bear. It's normal to have some doubt.

To come to peace with the moving on. It is a gift, in a way. We spend so much of our time fighting death, as we should. But sometimes the greatest gift we can give ourselves, and in turn the ones we love, is to know when to let go. To know when it is time—and to be at peace with that.

Standing up for what's right is a huge burden to bear. It's normal to have some doubt.

As you see, context is everything and nothing at the same time. Words stand alone and with each other.

Sometimes, when we are sad, we have to do the opposite of sad. Sometimes we have to sing.

Some decisions are hard, some are easy, but either way it's our choices that matter. Who we chose to align with. What we choose to give in to. What we choose to resist. And most of all, who we choose to be. Because it is always our choice.

My mom was there to answer the unanswerable, to make sense of the fault in our life - and we got through that somehow; we came out on the other side. Now I'm 0 for 2 and I don't get any more pitches to swing at.