I don't know what to say

I am having a very hard time writing this post. I truly don't know what to say, or how to say it, bcs I will never do IT justice.

Sometimes, sometimes horrendous things happen.

Sometimes, sometimes the extraordinary beauty that arises [last paragraph] from it is more than what is bearable.

Sometimes, sometimes the numinous can be almost touched.

And sometimes, sometimes someone will understand the touch of the numinous and actually take the time out of a busy life w a husband, two boys and a new, nauseous pregnancy, to do something like this - for me:

And my broken heart breaks anew but in a wondrous, grateful way, and I still truly don't know what to say, or how to say it, bcs I will never do IT justice.

Kristin, thank you. So, so very much. For the butterfly, yes, but above all, for understanding it so well.

[And thank you lot, again. As always. You may remember, but I don't forget.]