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This is enough.

I listen to your story and I shed a tear, of joy and of pain, for you, for him, for all of our brothers and sisters. At once I have joy at something unnameable, and sorrow at its vicinity unembraced. All the while knowing it doesn't matter, that this itself is okay, is enough, is sufficient in this moment. That perhaps, in the fullness of time, its full self will have grown to fill the sky, encompass the earth and fill your heart, his heart, all the hearts of all our brothers and sisters.