Well, here we are...

When I found out I have a leaky aortic valve and an aortic aneurysm and that I would need surgery to repair it, I immediately started looking for a steampunk heart pendant - a heart with gears. Several that I looked at had wings. I mentioned this to Mr. R and he said that he thinks of my heart as having feet. 

I like the image of my heart having feet. I imagine my heart wiggling its toes and dancing. My heart walks. It walks with all of you. It doesn't flit or soar above. These days my heart is walking a strange, amazing, terrifying journey. 

There are many things that are hard to wrap my mind around right now. One of the hardest things to accept is all of the love and support from, well, from everyone. It is difficult to accept that you all love me - broken, weird, messy me. Not because of anything I have done or didn't do. You love me as me and because I am me. I don't know if this makes sense. All I know that it is hard to accept, and wonderful, and it makes me cry and makes me humble and oh so grateful. I am amazed and honored. And most amazing of all to me is that you will continue to love me beyond this current adventure, beyond this part of my journey.

And I love all of you. I am so grateful to have you walking with me. Even if it is hard to accept, I feel cradled and surrounded by light and love. And for that I thank you. 

My heart has feet and it is walking into acceptance, into vulnerability, into healing, into openness.