I’ve always been a sucker for a chivalrous gentleman. But somewhere along the way, I learned there’s a difference between offering to rescue someone and deciding they aren’t allowed to rescue themselves. It took meeting my husband to finally understand why one felt like chivalry—and the other never did.

We all have those completely insignificant opinions we’re willing to defend with an unreasonable amount of passion. From the proper classification of elderly dogs to Florida hair survival, first-date strategy, questionable food combinations, and the undeniable insanity of authors—here are seven hills I’m perfectly willing to die on.

When I look back on my childhood, it isn’t always the big vacations, special occasions, or carefully planned experiences that come to mind. More often, it’s the ordinary moments—the ones no one realized would become memories. Maybe the moments that stay with us longest aren’t the ones our parents worked hardest to create, but the quiet ones when we simply felt happy, safe, and loved.