On bended knee, my head hangs with deep gratitude at the wonder of it all. We need these long pauses to live in a little more awe of the beautiful brave hearts who serve valiantly to give us these safe moments to pray, to live, to sing and the space to make our own beautiful things.

My prayers linger into a conversation of thanksgiving over such sacrifice as I pour another cup of coffee, wondering all the courageous stories these veteran souls of valor would tell at my table. In humble adoration, our hearts honor you, o Fearless Ones. Thank you.