sully wrote "thank you" on her back.
and i say "thank you" to the day.
thank you for a morning conversation with marta about the fuerza of women.
thank you skype, for taking me straight to the kitchen where i too can smell the sweet kuchen baking.
thank you beth for giving voice to us all through photography and for the fire that walked with me down to the UCA,
for random parades and a chapel filled with white flowers that smelled like easter.
thank you for challenging us with, how can we listen to a poor baby if we're surrounded by luxury?
thank you for burritos, beer, and double waffle cones,
for gaudy christmas decorations and conversations on concrete steps.
thank you for skinned palms and community to come home to.
and thank you for scary movies that aren't so scary after all.
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