All Good Things to Those Who Wait, and Even Greater Things for Whe I Waited For

— I waited so long, I must have forgotten my name. It was the eternity before creation, even before Adam and Eve, if I had to say. I waited. Sometimes I dream that I'm still waiting. And then, one day, just like that—you came. That's how these things go, sometimes, they just end abruptly, or abruptly, they begin. I'm thankful every day, Eyla, my daughter, my everything, my love, that you finally came to me, and that you helped me remember my name: Mon. Life has something in store for you, my love, and not all of it will be sweet, but I hope that it is, as only a mother can so audaciously hope, and when it is bitter, I will be here for you, love, and I will make sure you ure remember your name