It moves with grace and beauty, transforming night into day and summer into autumn...
It's there, the silent partner walking alongside my boys, dancing above their faces in the wee hours and stretching their limbs as they move and breathe and have their being...
It sighs sweetly in the habits of my day, as I smooth fresh sheets or fold a handful of napkins or pull a sweet smelling shirt over my head.
It even makes music as it clinks together in my pocket.
It walked beside a girl who made a promise to a boy one day and ended up with a new name.
And it ushered a heart of fear and trouble and endless questions into a life that continues to be renewed.
