On the, sometimes, bumpy road of life, things will inevitably break. What we do with those broken pieces creates our unique narrative. I have always found the ways in which we hold the broken pieces together to be profound and beautiful. We form scars and we heal. We lose the unblemished beauty of youth and we grow into complex sophistication. In realizing our frailty, we find our strength. Knowledge of our limits illuminates our path. Our regrets and mistakes, as much as our successes, create our story. They have made us into the people we are today.