Maybe I missed the point in this poem (she says now), maybe the point is that life and the living of it require incredible loyalty and bravery.

Maybe Leo popped out of my box, now as I begin to think about how to honor Deb, to talk about how brave she was in continuing to live when so much was lost to her. In continuing to fight the cancer against impossible odds.

I do know that, with my heart set always on Peace, I can overlook the importance of warriors and even Peace Keepers/Defenders. That was where I headed with this poem. Perhaps tomorrow, I’ll have to head another way.

Thanks, Leo. You brought a lot to my life when you sprang out of your box to lie atop your pedestal in my china cabinet. I’ll keep trying to discern what, exactly, I might learn from you.