Miracle on Glenbrook Dr.
The other day I watched the video for the new song "Brave" by Sara Bareilles and I almost went insane. I'm kind of not even being dramatic. I watched it again and again, the kids then joined me, and we all agreed: YES.
The words are clear and certain: Say what you want to say/Let the words fall out/Honestly, I want to see you be brave. They drove me to my computer and forced me to write an e-mail I'd been thinking about for a long time. It was something I needed to say and it was hard and it was true and it was old and real and so right there.
I sent it and flashed panic, and then thought that if I was brave enough to send such a thoughtful, kind, honest e-mail that I could sure as shit be brave enough to open the response - no matter what it said. And then, because this is what happens now, a miracle.
The response I opened poured love and truth and light all over my keyboard and I gasped. The hard things I said were received and turned and held. And then their counterparts - my friend's hard things - were sent back to me.
I read our correspondence over and over again, and couldn't shake the astounding fact:
truth triggers truth.
And that someone has to be the one to knock that first domino, friends.