How can I tell you what it meant to me? It meant life; it gave me life. It was something to strive for, something I looked forward to. I enjoyed. I cried. I laughed. I was unsure. I was sure. I knew. I didn’t know. I cared. I didn’t care what others thought of me. I got up in the morning wanting to go out into the world. I had a purpose. I had a goal. I had love. I held a dream in the palm of my hand.