You're my love, you know that? My beloved. But sometimes I worry for you.

Sweetheart. I will never forget...when you were in the fifth grade...and you were so excited when you got the lead in the play. Do you remember that? 'Really Rosie'.

And you came home after the first day of rehearsal...and you turned to me and you said, "Mommy, I'm not gonna do it. I quit." Just like that. I turned to you and I said, "Jessie. Jessie, my love, why?" And you said, "Because my costar isn't good enough. And if my costar isn't good enough, then the play won't be good enough. And I don't wanna be part of any play that isn't good enough." And I thought to myself... "Oy. This child will suffer. How this child will suffer."