I wake today, knowing without doubt that my life is full. In a time of much questioning and searching for reasons, I feel so blessed to stand in certainty. I will always have work to do. We all have. Yet today I stand in full sun. No shadows to dull the counting of my gifts. Today I celebrate 17 years since I made a promise to my dearest friend to never take him for granted. I may have failed him once or twice over the years in being a perfect partner, but I have never lost sight of gratitude for having him in my life. He is the person I first think of to share news. He has held me up in these dark weeks when I was unsteady on my own legs. He has allowed me weakness without saying a word. I can not imagine this journey without him. My path would be so much more narrow and have so fewer turns had I not met him 20 years ago.
It is true of all the most important people in my life, that behind this big personality are many quieter ones that allow me to be as big as I need to be.
I am grateful for you as well. My friendships have been touchstones. Soft places to fall in a time of many sharp edges. You have let me cry. You have made me laugh. You have sat with me in quiet. You have carried me through.
On this Holy Saturday I am filled with hope. I have benefit of knowing the next chapter of Jesus’s story. He will rise and with him comes certainty that we will all find our way out of darkness. With the gentle reminder that no man is an island. That our journey is richer for the pack we create on it. I don’t mean to brag but my back is the prettiest, most well rounded, solid group of people a silly little girl could gather.
I am the luckiest.