
I so admire this photograph.
Are there even words to do it and its subject justice?
Power
Respect
Life
Thank you for sharing yourself with us.

You see me
You hear me
You understand, accept, and love me
For who I am
And who I strive to be
You hold me accountable to my own core values
You give me the benefit of the doubt
You tolerate my epistemic wanderings, cogitations, and theories
You sit with me, listening, hearing, processing, supporting, encouraging
You hold me up, help me live into each next better version of myself
You are learners, thinkers, connectors, dreamers, writers
You are curious lovers of ideas, courageous embracers of paradox
You do your own inner work
You make unique and valuable contributions to our world
Just by being you
I respect and admire you all so much
I have only incomplete and inadequate words to express the enormity of my gratitude
I only feel I can do great things because I have you
I know you’ got me
I’ got you too
We are all better, together.
Thank you to the beyond and back.
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Here’s a great song that expresses it all.


I like this house
Clean, bright, with an open living space
Well appointed but not gawdy or austentacious
And the books
A lifetime of them
Giant shelves full, built into the walls
Hardcover, used, not abused
Well cared for, respected
Organized, tucked in
Fiction, classic and contemporary
Cookbooks over generations
History Literature Science Politics Geography
Romance – a sliver in the study, a collection in the bedroom
Tasteful art
I notice your silver dessert spoons
A full dozen set
Tarnished, waiting, calling for me to polish and use, to admire every day
So I buy them, a bargain, can’t wait to get home with them
I leave the books; have plenty of my own already
I wonder if we would have been friends
If I had been your neighbor
Or known you otherwise before you left this house, this mortal world?
It’s the story I almost tell
I hope you are at peace somewhere
I’ll take good care of your spoons