What a strange year this already is.
Politically fulfilling all my worst expectations and nightmares.
Following months of not being with family and friends with no prospects for much more to come any time soon.
Realizing that a beautiful creature I love is fading fast and likely will not see another year.
Finding my own body fading too.
And yet I have a settled in feeling. A sense that my world is okay, even wonderful. I have finally felt lovable for maybe the first time in my life.
Me. Just as I am. Without weight to lose, or things I must do in order to be worthy.
And even as I feel it, it feels a bit tenuous, like something I always dreamed of that is too good to be true.
But I am determined to hang on to it however that might be.
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