(Like those beans from Harry Potter)
I’ve been trying to explain to myself how it is possible that Mikki is as nice and calm and centered as she is. She moves through the world so beautifully–scattering good vibes all over. And the kindness! There should be more words for kindness, the real variety that sloshes around in your heart until it flows out and over because people go above and beyond the regular requirements of pleasantry and cut straight to the middle of you because they actually. care.
The internet is weird, guys. One minute you can feel isolated and the next you’re supapopular with orange hearts lighting up your screen–and these weird things are kind of how I find myself measuring how people care. what they care about. who they care about. numbers.
Digging through those tunnels and out the other side I find reality. Humans who actually care about other humans for none of those internet reasons. And that makes my heart fly.
Thank you, Mikki and Braedon and family, for letting me in. On the comfort through tears, on the gentleness, and on the incredible fountain of sweetness that lives in your home.