I could tell you that the cost of living far from family is sometimes so great a price I'm not sure how I will pay it.

The next time I see her she will have labored and birthed a daughter and I won't have that memory, I'll have missed it.
I didn't know how to tell him that I understood his frustration and disbelief at my stubbornness and that I want as badly as he does for us all to live in the same place but I'm not sure a place like that is on this earth.
Or how hard it was to hear his if words about retirement and daily gym dates and the smoothies that would happen after.
And when she told me how divided her heart felt, how she wanted to walk to her father's house in the morning and also with the sisters and their dogs and also make breakfast for her own children, all at once, I felt the splitting myself.

It is the hungriest I have been for heaven.