I first titled this piece The Bully in My Backyard, which gave it too much power over history. Conquering what has conquered us, we place it within boundaries where we can enjoy reflecting on our lived history. What historically consumed every moment, thought, and breath will no longer be front and centre in our story, moving beyond the limitations that marked our being for a season. It is akin to visiting a glacier in 1970 and seeing the same glacier today. We have joy in the present view while recognizing loss over time. Decontextualizing what was our undoing and recontextualizing it anew is bittersweet. The history is not absent; it is recontextualized into a composition we enjoy. Hence, this could be called "Context Is Everything."