After the Finish
This, more than anything , brought me a throat lump. I couldn’t believe they were using what little breath they had to encourage and to thank.
Found Keys
Then the waterfall of words began, as if finding the keys unlocked all the things she held close.
The States of Yes
And most of all, we transitioned in a slightly new version of ourselves. The version that isn’t put off by the dark or the graupel or the wind - the kind that looks up the slope and says yes.
In The Wake
I can think of few other big changes that become small so quickly - geographically, or temporally.