"You're. You may not be the myth I made you out to be.
You're still pretty something."
"You're pretty someting yourself."
What a treacherous thing it is to believe that a person is more than a person.
Margo was not a miracle.
She was not an adventurer.
She was not something fine,precious thing.
She was a girl.
It took a long time to realize how wrong I was.
And not just about Margo.
I was wrong about a lot of things.
I used to believe everyone gets a miracle.
And I still do.
But as it turns out......
My miracle, was this.
So maybe we won't all win the lottery.
Or marry royalty.
Or make that last second shot.
That doesn't mean we won't have amazing adventures.
Meet exceptional people.
And make indelible memories.
The trick is...
To notice...
Before it's too late.
HD
