I say we are all connected like Rio Celeste, like a river that runs through all of us because we are, and my friend sent me a link where Glennon Doyle uses the same metaphor to describe our connectedness. We all have our boats—our purposes, our priorities. We can’t take on every issue, but we have what we have…mine is love and relationships.
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And that’s true. No matter what happens, when you left, you were my husband. I became a widow. Not a divorcee, not a single woman. A widow, and like you said, and as I’m sure you’d expect, not a conventional widow. Like you said in your letter…a Ms. Scarlett, the widow who wears black and dances with a blockade runner at the charity auction, the kind of woman who digs in the dirt to plant seeds so she can rise again, the consummate survivor.
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