thank you note 2

I have worn the lime green sweater every day this week.

and yes, it's been a week. big-picture sorting, rambling at self.

but if thawing my hands in crying bed, and then a week like this

is what I call a crash after such a manic autumn?

then I am a lucky one. and hell, I know I am.

because even this, I could say, feels good.

and one of many lucks, to do it all in my new sweater.

gorgeous green testament to what I'm doing right.

I push my fingers in the cable-crosses: the way I do kinship works for me.

look at this sweater, it's already working.

complex commitments to the people I feel in my gut?

question them like all things, but already know the answer.

you have already made that decision, and it is never no.