Tea with K at Hostalet. She has just had the all clear on her cancer. The boys bring a timer so we can decide how long we steep our tea.
I ask her how she had the courage to do a nontraditional treatment. She replied she didn't have the courage not to.
K is fantastic. She finds beauty in a raindrop and grabs life with force. Someone called her a Fruit Loop in a bowl of Cheerios. It's a complement.
She always seemed to brave. I asked her how she maintained it and she admitted she lost it in the middle of the night. It is as if she gives me the right for my 2 a.m. crazies, a product of my imagination. Both of us are over imaginative. This is a gift wrapped up with paper and bow.