Begin Again (джен)

She tugged Tony against her body, the baby cradled between them. With her forehead pressed against his, she murmured a blessing. Tony felt like he was four again, going to Mass with his Nonna.
“If you would save all creation, look beyond each single life. Let those who must fall, fall. Mourn the fading of each dead leaf but do not pause to stop it. Instead, create anew. Create out of ashes and death. Create out of darkness and chaos. That is how existence fought for life. Remake yourself, Anthony. And rise.”