There are monsters in your closet.
They’re your closest friends, and you are not afraid of them.
I love that about you.
Today you invested all of your body and mind,
for most of the afternoon,
in overcoming your fears.
I was awed.
And you won: the fear is yours now.
You own it.
It does not own you any longer.
Each day you learn more about yourself,
And more about us –
These strange creatures, looking in.
We gawk, like visitors to the zoo,
at the amazing creature behind the bars.
But who is really caged?
The exquisite, tow-headed bird, mastering the power of flight?
Or we small-minded pedants,
with our limited vision of the universe,
trying so hard to measure you – to understand you –
with our utterly inadequate tools.
I love the rages.
I love the calm.
I love the monsters who cause you no fear.
I love the fears which come without monsters.
I love watching you navigate these roiling waters.
I love seeing all the treasure you discover in these deeps.
I love you.
All of you.