For silence, for people I didn't think I could admire any more than I already do, for quiet resistance under unimaginable circumstances.
Sometimes what you've been looking for isn't out there or in front of you or even within yourself. Sometimes what you've been looking for manifests itself through something you never wanted, and couldn't have imagined.
We always say goodbye with the heaviest of hearts but how do you say goodbye to the very idea of what your hero should look like? You don't. You just dismiss hurt and plough on. You don't flinch because all you've ever been taught is to try to be like your hero, even if you know that all you're really trying to be is a fraction of what he showed it was possible to be.
