This summer has drawn me in with heat and rain, and spit me out as a whole new animal.
I have danced drunk around bonfires, done rituals in the damp woods, cried on swing-sets, screamed about the stupidity of boys, and smoked too many American Spirits.
My heart has been opened to others as well as myself. I have met the most wonderful of people and some of the not so wonderful. With Nicole I have found a family that has no blood ties to me. I’ve found a HOME not just a room where I’ve created a home for myself.
My feet have found pleasure in the heat of the earth after a hard storm and my lungs the heaviness of summer air. Love has become a thing I demand rather than crave.
I’ve found my strength in bottles of red (&chocolate;) wine and in the embers of a fire.
I have found myself knowing that I am enough.
I may be confused in the ways of my future, but I have a place to figure it all out. I have a family dwelling in my bear-heart. I carry them in my chest and in my soul.