This gift she has, this way of looking forward with her wingspan extended, breaking open the sky so that healing can surge…..and yet there are times where we both need the mountains, some time for walking
and restoration, or talking or even just silently watching new rivers take shape. Fortunately fragments in her wings don’t take long to remove, but make no mistake, I’m not the eagle here.
As the wind in our wings lifts both of us, I guess it’s true about couples. We heal each other, and always have.
I know I wouldn’t have it any other way. Amen.
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