Tuesday, April 2, 2013

dear lee,

Where do I begin?
Almost eight years later we still bear the marks of your friendship...




We loved to laugh with you because you loved to laugh.
We felt at home with you because you were at home.
We saw you with wide eyes because you had a wide vision for us.
We confessed to you because you had confessions of your own.

You embraced our uniqueness because you were odd too.
You never waited on another to lead the way because you were being led.
You screwed up because you were foolish.
You felt free to live large because you knew you were forgiven.
You were stubborn because you were faithful.
You said wild things things because you were free.
You loved because you were first loved.

You linger in your absence because you were fully present when here.
Thank you.