A Hummingbird Love Letter to Support Needs Caregivers

This is a life you did not know to expect;

A story you are writing as you live it.

Sometimes reality is a cold wave over your head, stealing your breath.

Some days bring a feeling for which you do not have a name.

Some nights, a worry you did not think to have yesterday.

Still, you keep the pages turning.

You, the guardian angel of night lights and sound machines;

You, the great protector of the Midnights and 2 AMs;

You, slayer of the dragons of your own grief and the world’s ignorance;

You, the adventurer, who enters the cave and there finds what most do not bother to seek;

You, the nurturer, who studies the precious treasure to find the facets of what makes them glitter

and shine;

You, the philosopher, who finds enlightenment there in the deep, and realizes it turned

out to be your saving grace;

You, creator of safety where none exists; their shield and sword in one body;

You, the navigator, for whom, no piece of the map is not surveyed for the right steps to take,

the next place to go;

You, the dreamer, who watches over the flapping hands and trilling voices, the deep love, and the

quiet stars;

And I hope, as the story goes on,

You find your own dragon slayers and guardian angels and mapmakers too;

You know the strength in your spine as it folds toward this life is not to be discounted;

You allow yourself slow steps in the dark cave;

You take deep breaths with their head on your shoulder and be able to call it peace;

You find rest for your weary eyes once in a while;

You know all that you are is bigger than all you are not;

You show the world all the dazzling hues it refuses to see;

and

You find the life you did not expect became the life you were meant for all this time.