I think a lot of science can seem like magic before it's explained properly. Sometimes we don't have the observations, the data, or the right words yet to explain it. Surely there was a time long ago when people watched a butterfly emerge from a chrysalis and thought of it as magic.

Things change. People change. Everything changes. The universe is in a flux. Energy reinventing itself constantly.

You can't always save the ones you love from being hurt.

Sometimes impossible things are true things.

Maybe that was what growing up was, understanding where the real magic lived in this world. Inside our very own hearts.