In the laughter, the silence, the hand-in-hand adventuring, the conversation...

I am safe.

I am me: giggling at all the wrong moments, scowling before my first cup of coffee, stammering my way through my thoughts

...and it's okay.

And I remember when it wasn't, but I thank God for those times now. It hurt like crazy then but makes this that much more amazing now.

Thank you, God, for this treasure.