K. Phone.

I spoke to you on the phone tonight for 20 mins. The circumstance was strange and tragic but I was able to talk with you just the same. It was honestly the boost I needed during this sad time. I listened to your voice and understood that it was a personal moment to show you how positively and calmly I deal with stress. Just listening to you talk about your hunting plans and Thanksgiving dinner with friends made all my stress go away. That is how you helped me. Listening to the lovely cadence of your voice on the other end of the phone while I pictured your facial expressions as though we were in the same room talking was like meditation for my brain. For the first time in a week, I was relaxed. You asked how you could help and that was it. Just talking. Telling me about your day, about your family, about your most recent injury. It all soothed my soul there on the back porch. Those 20 mins were rare and I so badly wanted them to go on forever. I wanted to talk for an hour, two, three... Just about anything. I want to know you. I'm getting snippets but I always want to know more. In time, I suppose. Listening to you tell me how you've been climbing all day in the Gorge, how you needed to take a shower to wash off the dust, how you enjoyed being on those cliffs, how you worry that people will think you're full of yourself if you post pictures on Facebook...just your little ramblings made my day. You lit up a moment of darkness in my life with that light that I love. Thank you for taking the time to talk to me today. You are everything good and right in this world and people need more of that. Enjoy your venison jalapeños and deer heart tomorrow, you beautiful soul. Oh, how I adore you. You're sweet like honey. Don't ever change.

I love you, K.

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