Turning your energy toward whats to come, leaning into the light.When you were born, your father wanted you to have my name. Miu: a seedling. He liked that idea, you as our little sprout. But I chose his: Gardner. One who makes things grow. I wanted you to be not only the grown, but the grower. To have power over your own life, turning your energy toward whats to come, leaning into the light.

Our Missing Hearts by Celeste Ng