For Mother’s Day, Morrison updated this pic of Joe and I by Lake Tahoe to reflect me as my TRUE SELF: a medieval Queen, with great Knowledge and Secrets. For Mother’s Day, Joe woke up at 5:30 AM, demanded food, (accidentally) smacked me in the face, then smiled at me and turned my heart into butter in the microwave. I heated up a breakfast casserole, opened my presents, and I watched them both eat, reigning over my tiny Kingdom of Hungry Men. Lucky, worried, grateful, tired, joyous, all at once.