I spent Mother's day weekend in New York with my friends Brynn and Kathleen. The elevator door opens on the 6th floor again. Now, instead of me, a college student, sleeping on the couch as the morning light filters in over the rooftops, our kids are jumping on it. Time seems mundane and unfathomable. This is a Brooklyn-bound 2 train. Next stop Borough Hall. The stop after that is anybody's guess.