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dear mom
you are within me
i am a part of you
you grew me inside of you
your food was my food
your body was my home
when i was pulled out into this world, i was attached to you
but even infants are forced to let go
i was helpless without you
your body fed me
your arms held me
your love kept me alive
even as i grew, i couldn’t cross the street without holding your hand
as the world unfolded before me, you held me when i cried
when the world would hurt me, you showed me how to be strong
and when the world was kind to me, you taught me how to enjoy it
and as i grew, each day i was forced to let go a little more
now here i am
walking along the shore
the beach of
glorious
terrifying
dwindling
years of adolescence
the waves of adulthood crashing on the shore
waiting to carry me away
but they haven’t yet
and though it often feels like we’re holding on by a thread
but i know that you’re holding onto your end as tight as you can
and even know i still must let go a little more each day
and i wonder
does it hurt? when the one who lived in your body as their home
begins to let go

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