I want to say that there will never be birds enough, never
be sunlight or words enough, to express the deep love and gratitude I have for
the friends, colleagues, neighbors, family (and combinations thereof) who have
offered their kindness and support in these past years. When I think of all of
it, I want to fall on my knees like water to moonlight, and cave this body
fully in to gratitude.
What this has meant is solace and comfort. It has meant
knowing I can ask for help, though I resist doing so, though I pause. So many of the women I know have children, busy
lives of their own, work that must be tended to, whether at home or paid – it is
a kind of sisterhood that I want - nearing
the angels – to herald, to praise.
Hallelujah, say these
earthbound sisters*, these earthbound birds. We
are here.
*(And wonderful brothers, too.)
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