|Perfectly useless show of solidarity
||[Aug. 31st, 2008|09:00 pm]
I have friends in Louisiana, and in Mississippi. Friends who for a variety of reasons are still in the path of danger.
I have been to New Orleans only once, and fell under the spell of the city. I realize that my love is shallow, callow even, based on the coy allure that the city presents to its tourists, its swishing skirts and batting eyelashes. I have looked into that flirtatious face, and known that it is flirting. I have seen the cynical smirk behind the flash, I have looked at that sly wink.
And I have opened my arms and embraced that city. I have fallen blindly in love with my eyes wide open.
I only hope for the opportunity to get to know her intimately, to snuggle down with her, to run my hands over her and truly know her.
And now she is threatened again. And even more, the homes and lives of people I love are threatened.
It kills me that I'm so far away, that I can't wrap them under my wing and protect them.
My love to you all. My prayers, my wishes, all the energy I can give is with you all. Be safe, my dears. Be safe.