My Words. Your Eyes. Our Moment.

I had a good night’s sleep. I was wrapped up tightly in the sweet air of victory and that kept me warm while I slept deeply for the first time in almost a week. The energy of Auburn’s celebration lifted me out of bed this morning and I felt fine.

Now, a couple hours later, I’m exhausted. It’s amazing how much a little crying can take out of you. I am grieving for this world. It hurts that even though Jordan is okay, she’ll feel different. For a long time. And it’s not her fault. I’m not even angry right now (though I’m sure that’s coming), I’m just grieving. I called my parents minutes after I was informed and my voice was so unfamiliar.

Senseless.