I think I’ll always remember you like this, in golden light. Heart up, eyes down cause that’s how you like all your pictures though if it were be by me, I’d photograph your crooked smile way up close over and over again. I enjoyed seeing you that day. Like…truly seeing you. The courage, the peace, the stories of David’s enemies, your looks, your kiddow heart, the heaviness that surrounds you. You my friend, oh how I miss you sometimes. I guess time and distance thought me to receive you in small, intense dozes. I almost like our new rhythms though. I discover you the way people discover old favourite books on forgotten shelfs. Always new and still always the same.
Here’s to you sweet Cornelia and to a wonderful day spent together. May you be wise and fast at learning, may your stories grow bigger and wider, may your voice be heard cause it’s a beautiful one. May you enjoy the silence that this new season brings in your life and may God bless your soul one still moment at a time.