" Some days, we look for her.

In the beginning, we searched the corners of empty rooms, the fields she'd walked when lonesome, each other's growing faces. The tree we used to lie under together cut down, we searched the skies above and wondered where she could have gone. Now, we look for her in our work, our partners, our children. We fret, especially, over our own girls. And when we are alone, we examine ourselves for all the ways we can and cannot be her daughters. "

― Crystal Hana Kim , If You Leave Me