I practice saying it in my head. I imagine telling people about it. I am not trying to make it happen, quite the contrary. He calls such behaviour ‘magic’ – magicking it away. It will happen. I know this. I practice to know it better, to if not embrace to accept its inevitability and make myself ready for it. I won’t be. Ever. But I will survive and the life that will come out of it. Meanwhile, I am thankful for his presence, daily, hourly in my life.
