Happy birthday to my godchild, who is thirteen! Somehow enough time has passed to bring them to this liminal age, where they should flourish. They have always been an edgelands child and I look forward to the shape-changing of their adulthood, although not immediately.
I wish the weather were currently capable of having snow and sunlight in more than quick-change seasonal alteration, but at least it is sunlight this afternoon and I am going to walk through it.
P.S. I am not having a fantastic time in my emotions or my body, so I reserve the right to feel proud that when my hat blew off my head at a wind-blasted intersection as I returned from my appointment, I caught it with my arm outstretched like a wave.
I wish the weather were currently capable of having snow and sunlight in more than quick-change seasonal alteration, but at least it is sunlight this afternoon and I am going to walk through it.
P.S. I am not having a fantastic time in my emotions or my body, so I reserve the right to feel proud that when my hat blew off my head at a wind-blasted intersection as I returned from my appointment, I caught it with my arm outstretched like a wave.