March

This made me cry when I saw it in Meazi's classroom. When hasn't she been brave?

 Hopefully what she wrote about was something downright middle class and American like, "I was brave when Stride Rite didn't have light up shoes in my size" or "I was brave when daddy said that I couldn't get my ears pierced".  I hope she wrote about something like that.

Oh, and March,
We know what you are like...

This year you can suck it. We are a tight unit. We are huddled together and prepared to barrel through this month of sad anniversaries.

We give you a smile and a wave. We are together. We are holding on tight.

This is a time when we are brave.