The Great Womyn in my Life

Oh Alissa, i admire you,

for working for your family so long, both during the grueling day and those nights making something for a pregnant relative or your favorite nephew.

i love your raw independence, your unfamiliar wary of attachment;

and yet, your honest admission of melting again and again.

i love your intense faith, although sometimes it sets us apart;

how you followed your stubborn ambition to go back to school without support, then cursed it for wanting you to fail, then missed it when you had triumphantly left it behind.

i love your love for colors of earth and stone.