Today, B.J. and I were talking about love and loss and family and holidays over bowls of hot soup. And he asked me if Thanksgiving was very hard for me this year. And I said, no, not really. Almost all of my closest friends were in town and I had so much fun. (Side note: And this other one is going to be here in less than two weeks. Heart swoons in anticipation.)
B.J. was quiet a moment and then he said, "Most people are supported with 4 or so chair legs to hold them up, and if they lose one, well, things get wobbly. But it seems like you have about 10 chair legs in your life."
Indeed. 10 chair legs. Make no mistake: things still get wobbly, but it's a lot easier to find a new balance when the chair still has 9 legs.
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