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C.I. Aki's avatar

I am glad to be able to resume my following of this inspirational story. And while some parts are similar to other people’s daily experiences, you have captured that experience with so much attention to detail (both around and within you) that it can’t help but yield to story. I enjoyed following your story, which now appears like a kind of Homeric journey with all the impediments, surprise revelations, and return of “fire,” as it were.

To answer your question about how my work was shaped during this collective season of “giving up all the other worlds except the one to which you belong.” I would certainly submit the line from the poem you shared. The year of Covid was a darkness that canceled my first plans for our wedding, a major year for teaching, included two major deaths of loved ones, but from that darkness was birthed my first collection of poems ruminating over that difficulty, and eventually, my idea for my current novel, not to mention the beginning of our gardening journey. We lost a lot that year, and from the gathering darkness, we discovered more life from it. And we used that life we found to honor the lives we lost.

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Virginia's avatar

I remember when you made those pastries; you should definitely make again soon! I love the picture of us painting, building the fort, flying the kite and the pastries. I agree with Dad on the picture of you fishing and dropping the fish, I think “What if I always was so delighted by what I can’t control?” is perfect for that picture and really goes along with it.😄

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