My mom went to a psychic when I was 12 years old and was told the whole world will know your daughter’s name. But my mom thought that meant I was going to be kidnapped.
I hope that someday, somebody wants to hold you for twenty minutes straight, and that’s all they do. They don’t pull away. They don’t look at your face. They don’t try to kiss you. All they do is wrap you up in their arms, without an ounce of selfishness in it.