Impossible Thank Yous on the Brink of Everything

Sunrise at Hot Springs - New Dawning of Days

[A random smattering of words to mark the completion of my MDiv coinciding with my 65th birthday. If you are in my orbits in any way at all, I hope you recognize yourself.]

Today I attempt the impossible.

I want to convey, 

some how, some way,

the enormity of my gratitude --

the sheer and impossible enormity of it --

this day, and say:

I could not have done any of it without you.

About you I think with great affection

and recollection 

of all my imperfections

as I stumbled through the sections

of study.

You were my buddy,

even when all the books made me kind of

nutty.

You waited, or took up the slack,

had my back.

You let me read

and honoured my need

to go away

and stay off the grid

with signs up even.

And even

some of you

offered more books

without looks or mocking or knocking.

And you took me seriously enough

even when it was rough

because a girl isn't supposed to study this stuff,

but you went to bat for me,

and came alongside to make it happen anyway.

And 

I 

will 

never 

be 

the 

same.

And I got it done.

I did.

Because of you.

And You.

Father, Son and Spirit true.

Who never let me go.

That's why I know

that turning sixty five

is as alive as I've ever been

on

the

brink

of

everything.