Whenever she is ready, she will share her story. In the meantime I will stay here for her and I will not move.
And in between that huge space, our home looks very tiny, a feeling comparable to what would be the size of the clouds if they finally hit the ground.
"How could I be frightened? I was with my Mother. When I was thirsty, she gave me water; when I was hungry, she fed me; when I was cold, she warmed me. And when I was lost, she showed me the way home"