Longer Lost Rivals

I've also been pondering the idea of borders lately, in all concepts of the word.

They are made for crossing.

Moms have been asking about my brand new tattoo in very incredulous ways. It makes me happy. It reminds us all that I'm not one of them, maybe someday, but then I'll still be the mom with the sweet tat.

(I'm totally avoiding reading about how my blood pumps through my heart, can you tell?)