This is us.
After our friend's marriage at the church,
before the cocktails and hours before the dinner where we would dance until three in the morning and be one of the first people to leave.
While dancing I would miss Yann's hand on a move that we have done a hundred times before, which would send me sailing without a boat to a distant shore.
Now to wash my hair the tricky part of having one free hand. The humbling part of an illness or an accident or mishap is realizing how much I take for granted. How much I am thankful for the health I have and the care I received and the many notes you sent me! Thank you.
Little by little this will heal, I am fortunate xxx
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