I truly hope she is in a better place than this. Yet I still cannot help worrying especially when we know so very little about this place and especially those that apparently came before us.

( perhaps that is just something that happens when you are a mother? a human, too, perhaps? it was just so hard to figure out sometimes. )

... One of your siblings? ( it's rude, truly. she shouldn't ask but finds she can't help herself. )