Good morning my SWriends..

Thank you for every prayer, every quiet thought, every moment of concern you carried for my mom.

She came through heart surgery, and this morning she is doing phenomenal.

I showed her all of yous...

My Tribe of a different sorts.

There’s a strange, beautiful irony in the darkest hours..when one heart is fighting the hardest, it reveals how many others were holding it up all along.

And that...

Is a beautiful thing.

May I send to you all my love.

For keeps.

🩷