When things get toilsome and perilous, as they do in EVERY SINGLE LIFE, this is one of the mantras that I repeat over and over again to give me courage, strength, and sass. It has NEVER failed me. Liz has NEVER failed me.
In fact, I adore and admire her fearlessness SO much that I named my first daughter after her. She survived some SERIOUS goddamned tragedy in her life…and KEPT. FUCKING. MOVING.
HOLY SHIT, she was FIERCE.
There will NEVER be another like her.