The rivers might have changed course, but our hearts remain the same, like the core of these mountains. No one else could condense this experience and give it words like you do. You are the vernal green emerging, and you’re also the haze of blue that gives us color. You are our spectrum, both visible and invisible, and I love you. Thank you for this and for everything. I couldn’t have weathered this storm without you.
The rivers might have changed course, but our hearts remain the same, like the core of these mountains. No one else could condense this experience and give it words like you do. You are the vernal green emerging, and you’re also the haze of blue that gives us color. You are our spectrum, both visible and invisible, and I love you. Thank you for this and for everything. I couldn’t have weathered this storm without you.
Same, Sister, same. You're my rock in calm shallows and rough water both. I love you mountain-fierce.
From the heart and soul of you. No one can pull it all together to make us see the horror and the love. I love you my dear friend Tamar Reno.
Thank you for that, and for sticking with me through all of it. I love you too!