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The Map of Small Disasters
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Mom sat me down at the kitchen table. 'When I was pregnant with you, our boat went down at sea,' she said. 'Grandma swam out and pulled us both up. You were born three days later. She marked that spot so you'd know how hard the world fought to keep you.'
I added a star of my own to the map that night, right next to the sea one. Not a wound, but the moment I learned the truth. I framed the map and hung it by the door. Every scar was a story now, and every story said the same thing: I was loved, and I was here.
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