"For everything you have missed, you have gained something else, and for everything you gain, you lose something else."

I feel as if the further I move away the more I run into a loss of words. Still. I don't know if it's sadness or if it's progress. I feel anxious. Anxious to move on, to be content. It's a matter of time. A waiting game, not just for me, but also for my sister. We'll conquer this game together.

"Courage consists not in blindly overlooking danger, but in seeing it, and conquering it."

-Jean Paul Richter