Mother of All Secrets

by Kathleen M. Willett

The problem is that the me who agreed to do what we’ve done isn’t really me.

You’re responsible for this human, so don’t screw it up. Also, you chose this, and it’s a freaking blessing, so stop feeling sorry for yourself.

Don’t ask for something if you don’t want it. Know your own desires.

“Everyone needs a mom’s help sometimes,” she says, reaching over to pat my hand. “Even if it’s not your own mom.”