From Breed 'Em and Weep:
I love my daughters, but they are not mine to keep. If I love them well, if I do my job with guts and honesty and humor and compassion, hopefully I will raise strong, kind daughters who will leave me and venture out into the world to love well themselves. They will choose their own loves. And someday, if I am very blessed, maybe they will choose to love me—not as their mother, not as their friend, but as something waiting for us quietly and humbly in between.
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