by Francis William Bourdillon
The night has a thousand eyes,
And the day but one;
Yet the light of the bright world dies
With the dying sun.
The mind has a thousand eyes,
And the heart but one:
Yet the light of a whole life dies
When love is done.
This is especially true in light of everything that has happened to me over the past seven months. Under the tough-girl, poker-faced Olivia Pope exterior I force myself to wear every waking minute of every day, I’m extremely grateful for the people who have, in their own little ways, talked me in from the ledge and helped me survive this ordeal. No matter how determined we are to make it on our own, there is no denying that sometimes we just need someone next to us too.
Happy Thanksgiving, you little fighters. Be thankful for one another.