This morning I got up with the sun to go to the garden. I made coffee while Penny and Sparrow told me not to give up; and the sensation of being on the other side of a dark season almost brought me to tears.
I pulled weeds from the ground and put my hands in the earth while the sun rose. And it was quiet and still, save the beating wings of birds flitting around without chirping, it was too early for that still.
The peace I felt was difficult to define. The gratitude immense and warm and clean. And I was full.
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