Hello, my loves, happy Mother's Day, at least to North Americans. I know Mother's Day is different in the UK and Australia, so put a pin in it when it's Mother's Day or if you just want to feel some divine mama love or you want a little cry. I don't know. I don't think this will make you cry. Made me cry. I am interrupting my three-part series called What in the Woo. We've talked about

the definition for ego and the definition for inner child. Next week, we're going to be talking

about karma, which is big and juicy. But since Mother's Day, here we are. And since my son just moved across the country,

I'm going to try, I'm not going to cry. It was like this. It was a lot about my grief,

this move, my grief, don't go. And a lot about aggravation, it's really time for you to go.

And that grief and that aggravation, it's really time for you to go. And that grief and that aggravation has morphed

into excitement for both of us. And now it's basically, let's fucking go. I wept almost daily for weeks

leading up to his departure. He has a name, by the way. His name is Harper.

I didn't speak his name out loud publicly for 18 years until I had, I might have slipped

once during a speaking gig.

And by the way, I am game for more speaking gigs.

I'm really in this kind of Phoenix period right now.

And I am loving the big conferences again.

So call me media ad danielaport.com.

But anyway, back to my child.

I cried for the weeks.

And then he peeled out of our little cul-de-sac in his pickup truck

and I crumbled and it really took me by surprise. I'm going to get into it later, but it was

deep pain and I moved through it pretty quickly and I'm going to write about it in a few

weeks and podcast about it.

And I just need a minute. So let's just, I'm going to go deep, but keep it light today. And also,

I've been traveling for a few weeks. And by the time you hear this, I will be in Paris feeling zero guilt about eating strawberry

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