DAY FOUR Seven Days of Wisdom for Mothers
The Mother remembered when she had cradled her Daughter in her arms, an infant of possibility and delight. Now the Daughter stood full to her own height and carried burdens beyond her own capacity.
“Tell me of my early days,” the Daughter implored. “Was I always gazing at the moon, looking for Something Else?”
“Yes,” remembered the Mother. “And thus the Child extends the boundaries of the Mother from the first day of its life. This is a part of what is meant by Immortality.”