We can change in one day. We can fall in love in one day. Anything can happen in one day.

You know, I thought about that a lot these last couple of years," She says in a choked voice. "About who was there for you. Who held your hand while you grieved for all that you'd lost?

...no way through it but through it," I tell myself.

Sometimes the wind blows you places you weren't expecting: sometimes it blows you away from those places, too.

But I also know that sometimes Adam needs to do things the dramatic way. He is fond of the Grand Gesture

But still, I find the need to remind myself of the temporariness of a day, to reassure myself that I got through yesterday, I'll get through today.

The politeness was painful. I wanted to push through it, to return to the glow of the night of the concert, but I was unsure of how to get back there.