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Guys, I miss Alexander The Great like crazy

I love staring at the moon and knowing she was also there the night we were together, the night you held my hand. It makes me feel as if i'm not the only one who remembers it. She knew about us.

Today was Mother’s Day, and my thoughts wandered—not just to the mothers I know, but to the idea of myself becoming one. I imagined what it might feel like to carry two hearts in one body, to grow life within me, to meet a child who is part of me. Would I be gentle? Would I be strong enough? Would my children feel safe in my love, and would they love me back?