I don’t want everything. Just a chance to feel like I’m everything.
Come up behind me while I’m making dinner.
Wake me up in the middle of the night to tell me about your dream.
Tell me if I cook something gross so I never make it again.
Laugh with me when I mess up my words.
Know that my bobby pins are everywhere, all the time. I’m sorry.
Stay in your underwear with me all day on a Saturday once in a while.