There are only a few things in life which are easy to forgive. It's easy to forgive your kids for breaking a glass while they're playing around. It's easy to forgive a friend who arrives five minutes later to the Café. It's easy to forgive the lady from the supermarket when she doesn't give you the right change.

Other things are harder to forgive. It's hard to forgive your parents when they can't accept who you are. It's hard to forgive a friend who shared your secrets with everyone else. It's hard to forgive the person you love when they make you feel like you're not worth it.

But people change. They grow up. They make mistakes. They realize some of them. Others not so much. And maybe, just maybe, even though it may be hard to forgive them, you still do it, because it's even harder to live without them. It's harder to live the rest of your life with no one to hold your hand, to hug you after an awful day, to cuddle with you in bed and make everything bad go away.

Cheating is bad. It can break you in a million pieces. The worst about it is figuring out what you're going to do next, how you're going to rebuild yourself after that. You want to hate the cheater, you really do. But no matter how hard you try, you still can't do it. Love doesn't end when you close your eyes, hoping everything will be okay when you open them again. It's in every corner of your soul, in every memory, in everything you do. Love hurts.

Love heals. It even heals places you didn't know were hurt. However, it isn't easy to live with some memories. How can you be sure you won't get hurt again? You can't. It's just another leap of faith. Imagine you're standing on top of a cliff and somebody said you could jump without getting hurt. Will you jump and experience one of the best feelings in your life or will you take a step back, play it safe? That decision is in your hands only.

It's okay to be afraid. Fear exists. You wouldn't be human if you were never afraid of anything. It reminds you that you're alive. Even death reminds you that you are, in fact, alive. At the end, all comes to this: love hurts, but love heals.

"Sofia, keep you voice down, your brother is sleeping." Callie warned with a smile. Sofia shrugged her shoulders.

"I was the one who put him to sleep".

"Yeah Calliope, it's not her fault her Mama is so funny" Arizona stated winking at her daughter. They were in the living room trying to watch a movie. But Arizona was making it impossible by doing a live commentary of every single scene. Callie was trying to look angry, she really wanted to enjoy a movie with her family.

"This is just stupid, you can totally see the microphone's shadow" Sofia said pointing to the tv. Callie smirked.

"You two are so alike it's scary, really."

"Don't say that Mom. My boyfriend loves 'mi herencia latina' " Sofia pointed out.

"Yeah, I've heard it once or twice. Does he even know that your name is not 'latina'?" Callie asked raising her eyebrow.

"He does. It's just a pet name. It's awesome." Sofia replied in her best imitation of Arizona's perky tone.

"Have you decided already how you're going to celebrate your 18th birthday?"

"Yep, but that's for me and him to know." The girl wiggled her eyebrows.

"That was very Sloan of you". Callie was unable to contain a giggle at her wife's comment.

"That reminds me. I have something to ask you both. It's about dad." said Sofia, picking at her nails.

"Sure sweetie, what do you want to know?" Arizona inquired while putting her wine glass away.

"I don't know how I've never asked you this before, but the other day I was talking to Zola and it kind of came up. What are your best memories of my dad? Something he told you or did… I don't know, anything." She shrugged her shoulders, trying not to make that question sound like a big deal.

"You would have loved the bickering between Mark and me. I really miss it even though I hated it back then. I have many good memories of Mark. But the one that really strikes me at the heart happened on our wedding day." It was Arizona who answered first. Callie just stared at her wife.

"Really?" Sofia's eyes grew in surprise.

"Yeah. I was so sad that day. Don't get me wrong, sweetie. I was more than happy to be marrying your Mom, but I got sad thinking about how uncle Tim wouldn't be there. When I told him I liked women, he asked if that meant I was going to marry a chick. I said yes and he gave me a big smile and said 'I'm going to dance so hard in your wedding'. And there I was, almost getting married and my brother wouldn't be there to dance with me. I started crying, I even thought I wouldn't be able to go through with the wedding. But then Mark came along. I told him everything I was feeling. I needed a minute to miss my brother. Mark didn't say anything. He just hugged me and stayed with me until I was ready to get married." Arizona swallowed, willing the tears back down.

"Did Mom know this?" Sofia asked. Callie nodded while putting her arm around her wife.

"Arizona only told me when we were apart. You called her 'blondie' and it remind her of Mark. She needed a minute to miss him as well."

"And you Mom, what's your best memory of dad?" Callie smiled and kept silent for a few seconds.

"Well, I have a lot of them. But one of the things he said and that helped me a lot all these years was something he told Richard."

"Richard?"

"Yes. I had a really messed up surgery. Everything that could go wrong, went wrong. I started second guessing myself and my skills. Arizona was trying to cheer me up but I was really sad about it. Then, Richard saw me and he told me about a moment he shared with your dad before he died. Your dad said I was a great person. He said that I had beautiful hands and that you had my hands. And then he said 'Callie doesn't really know how good she is. Sometimes you wish people would just see themselves the way you do'. From that day on, every time something went wrong, I just kept replaying those words in my head. But that is just one of the great memories I have of your dad." Callie's voice mixed sadness and happiness.

"When you tell me these stories, I can't imagine him being an a-hole" The girl tried to lighten the mood. She was successful. Both her mothers laughed.

"Oh but he was." Arizona said. Callie rolled her eyes at her wife and shook her head.

"Yep, I can't really deny that. But he was a big softy."

"Is it weird that I miss him so much when I never really had a chance to meet him? I know he held me and changed my diapers and everything, but… You know. " Sofia looked at her hands for a moment, waiting for the answer.

"It's not weird at all. He is your dad. And you got to know him a little bit. There're so many things of Mark in you." Callie said taking her daughter's hands in her own. They were really alike.

"Like what?"

"You're a goofball. You spend way too much time listening to Avery talking about his surgeries. But the thing I like the most is that when you love something or someone, you're really loyal to that feeling. Your dad was like you." Arizona answered this time.

"Yeah. Aunt Lexie." added Callie.

"I love that you call her my aunt." Sofia admitted.

"Well, I like to think they ended up together somehow, somewhere. So, she's your aunt." Callie gazed at the window, dreamingly.

"Thank you for sharing this with me." Sofia said, truthfully.

"You can ask us questions about your dad whenever you want. It makes him alive again."

"Thank you. Well, I'll leave you two alone. I'm going to sleep. Please don't make any weird noises." said Sofia, making her way to her bedroom while waving at her mothers.

"Sloan all the way!" They both said just before their daughter closed the door.

"I really miss him." Callie whispered after Sofia closed her bedroom's door. Arizona nodded.

"Me too. It still feels so weird not having him around."

"And Lexie." Arizona nodded once again.

"And Tim."

"We should be immune to death by now. We've dealt with it our whole adult life. It never gets easier. People still have so much to live." Arizona rested her head in Callie's shoulder before answering.

"They still do. Kind of. They live through the people they loved."

"Yeah, that's a nice thought. And I think it's true." Callie looked at her wife who had become serious.

"Thank you for being here. Thank you for fighting. Thank you for forgiving me." said Arizona, not blinking once.

"I love you. I love our kids, I love our family. I'm still so in love with you." There were tears in her eyes. It was true. She was so helplessly in love with her wife. Arizona responded with a kiss.

"Me too, Calliope. I love you so much.