Gordie 23 one year after she dropped the D

[Gerda]

I started crying as soon as I got to the part where she started crying. And then cried even harder at the part where you held hands.

There is nothing to my mind more loving than holding hands. It's so unnecessary. It's purely an effort to be present to each other, viscerally -- and to sort of meld into one via the hands.

(I still remember holding hands with my H the first time I knew we would become something. We hadn't kissed or anything. I still remember the street we were on when he took my hand.)

This is so huge that she wanted to go there, that she wanted to see the wound, that she wanted to understand it and heal it. And that she wanted you to be there while she did that.

I am so happy for you.