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.