[ that is the old pain, the deep sigh with her voice sticking in the back of her throat with the old ache. ]

I wish I knew. But I've never know. We wake up one day, and there is a little blue dot that begins to grow, this knowledge begins to grow in us. No one explains it to us, we aren't given a purpose.

And we usually learn the hard way, that the power we are given isn't a toy.