Like a glacier must flow, I need you to know some things you can’t see.
It’s going to be different for me. I had to fight so hard to be happy, to be proud. And I did, and now I can’t put it down. So what I need you to know is this: I’ll still be holding it. I will hold your hand up to my eyes and marvel at how it looks in mine, and I will be happy, and I will be proud, and I will do my best not to think about what feelings one is allowed. And I will hold on, but to do so I will put no part of me down.
I kindly ask you to remember that my arms will be a little full always already.