The way things come into the light—
Tonight I worked to extricate a truth.
Tonight I received a truth as it burst to the surface.
Both were deeply personal, told to me by children. Both are resonating now, in my heart.
They came at such different speeds, and they had almost nothing in common besides the need to be told. But that need to be brought from the depths into the light—there was no escaping it. And that bright moment of truth, it sears.
