"May I lay down and rest here with you for a little while? We can build a nest of branches, overflowing with hay and feathers. A nest built on safety, built with love and patience. There is a lump in my throat, please reassure me that I will not suffocate. Please reassure me that it too will fade, just another temporary state, just another passing train. Please remind me of how nothing is permanent, how every thing has an expiration hour. May I rest my head on your shoulder? You say you wanted to leave - I don't think I understand. What does that mean? Where are you going?

What will happen to me when you leave?" / Mother