Got a simple text from my sister in the middle of the night that broke my heart wide open. Broke my heart as if she were my own daughter, for the very reason that she's not my daughter after all. My sister was giddy and excited, telling me about her adventure, but I was crushed, soon spiraling away inside my own head, feeling fresh pangs of loss and knowing full well -- Ailis will never sneak out with her friend one night and get a tattoo when she's 18... because she will never BE 18.
She'll never have the chance to do something naughty and harmless, like get a tattoo without my advice or permission. She'll just be my baby, forever and ever.