“Life is a gift, Scout,” my mom told me. “Yours is just for you. Every moment. Every second. Run with it. Cherish it. Breathe it all in, Scout. That’s how you say thank you.” She pulled me to her. Either I was very heavy, or she very weak. “Don’t waste it,” she said. “Don’t ever give it away. Don’t ever settle for something that doesn’t make you happy. Okay, my baby? Never stop fighting to make the best of it. Never stop fighting to make it better.”
