I’m sitting in my living room crying right now, way too early in the morning but okay; perhaps because as I continued to read, this started to feel less like something I was merely reading and more like a mirror into something I’d otherwise locked away. About to send this to the chosen family to whom this is profoundly relevant, whom I, too, eventually moved cities and then neighborhoods within that same city to be closer to. Thank you so much for telling this story, your story; it was so beautiful, so clearly and unflinchingly told. More than anything else I am so proud of and happy for you, for accepting the love that came into your life and allowing yourself to blossom in it.