I was stunned. Somewhat.
Having sensed it some much before and shut that darned voice out. No this cannot happen.
I am learning from your strength, Erin.
I am learning from your acceptance of anger and sadness.
And the new pages analogy and the river.
For so long I was not so brave. Hoarding my pain like a miser. But you are right.
Sending healing thoughts your way.
Mountains, light and a cherry blossom bough-- perhaps these images mean something?
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