Kali
Full of eight year-old fire, she
burst upon us,
Kodi and me.
“Gaba, I have
a question,” she loudly proclaimed.
Then, seeing tears
on her sister’s
cheeks, she softly
said, “What’s happening here is more
important than
my question,” and
she turned to leave.
Kodi
Kodi, opening her arms, called
to her, ” Come here,
Kal. It’s ok.
Ask your question.”
And as they sat, these two sisters,
each making room
for the other,
I too was held
in the sure and certain knowledge
that no matter
what, these two girls
would be all right.
JDG
aholdingplace 
Joan, you are a wonderful loving grandPARENT … how fabulous for you to witness who they are and what they have learned from your nuturing heart to theirs.
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Beautiful. Thank you, all three!
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Honestly, it doesn’t get much better than this.
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Kali’s insight is so dear. How wonderful you captured it in words.
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I have much to learn from them.
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