I Realized It Was Like Looking Into

Sometimes When You Pick Up Your Child You Can Feel The Map Of Your Own Bones Beneath Your Hands, Or Smell The Scent Of Your Skin In The Nape Of His Neck. This Is The Most Extraordinary Thing About Motherhood - Finding A Piece Of Yourself Separate And Apart That All The Same You Could Not Live Without.

You Always Knew After Shitty Things Happened, Who Your Friends Really Were.

That's What Love Is. It's Some Power Greater Than You And Me, That Draws Us To One Special Person

But Will You Miss Me? More Importantly - Will I Miss You? Does Either One Of Us Really Want To Hear The Answer To That Question?

You Can Stay Up All Night And Still Not Count All The Ways To Lose The People You Love.