with love; addy

I used to think my job as a mother was to teach my daughter everything she needed to know about this world. How to be kind. How to be brave. How to love others well. Then I lost her — and I realized something that breaks me and heals me at the same time: Addy already knew. She Was Always That Kid You know the one. The child who notices when someone is sitting alone at lunch. The one who remembers the name of every person she meets, and actually asks how they're doing — and me