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Suddenly she's there. And she's everything. And you are not just a person hauling trauma anymore, you are integrated. You are responsible for your pain. You do this work and you love yourself. And suddenly, she's there. She hardens and softens like you in fear and tenderness. She has hauled her share up the mountain's steep, too.
I met her there, on the cold summit. No longer lonesome, just enjoying the view. I hadn't realized there was another climbing that peak until I reached it, stayed awhile, and set up camp to watch the sunrise the next morning. And suddenly, she was there. Her eyes were half illuminated and half hooded with caution. She was surprised by my presence, too. But after a short while by a makeshift fire, talking and coming to realize a truth in our companionship, we decided to continue on together.
This was how it happened. This was where I met the love of my life.