Thank you for the chill in the air this morning when I walked outside to say goodbye to Moses. If I had closed my eyes, I would have sworn it was an early summer morning in Maine, and I was walking to the Newfound flagpole in a sweatshirt and jeans. The cool morning wrapping itself around me, brisk and refreshing, a patch of sunlight falling on my shoulders and warming my back. Wondering how it could be possible that later in the same day hoards of small children would be leaping off the h-dock in swimsuits and breathing heavily as they hiked up the hill to team sports.
And thank you for waking up to an email from my mom that contained nothing but a Joseph Campbell quote, which struck me as so uncharacteristic in its brevity that I wondered where she had come across such a thing.
“The privilege of a lifetime is being who you are.”