A love that is here
On Motherhood: A love that is known. The kind of knowing that exists in the marrow.
Five months of giving all of myself to you and yet somehow there’s still an abundance left.
The more I give to you, the more I have — the more I have to give back to myself.
Christmas was coming up but we didn’t care. We didn’t have any gifts under the tree. It was just you and me in the old living room where the wood floors creaked and shifted under our …