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February 16 - February 17, 2024
The more we face what we can’t or won’t or don’t know, the more we understand one another.
Our mothers are our first homes, and that’s why we’re always trying to return to them. To know what it was like to have one place where we belonged. Where we fit.
“I love you past the sun and the moon and the stars,” she’d always say to me when I was little. But I just want her to love me here. Now. On Earth.
There is a difference between the fear of upsetting someone who loves you and the danger of losing them.
We get so used to the stories we tell about ourselves. This is why we sometimes need to find ourselves in the stories of others.