It's been such a whirlwind getting here, so much of everything, fear and hope and joy and anxiety and worry and comfort and work and love and exhaustion, and now it's late and everyone except me, this tiny piece of chosen family that I belong in, is asleep and the house is silent and the hearth is dark and still warm and I feel like I'm back in my bubble of warmth, my old room that I loved so much even though I outgrew it, but this bubble, the new bubble, is more red than yellow, hearthfire instead of candleflame, richer and deeper and bigger and wider and more complicated and so much more beautiful, so so beautiful, and I feel so grateful and so home.
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June 2019
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