Can you hear it? The whispers in the ocean, telling you that everything will be alright. I stood at the edge of a shore and felt the warmth of my Mother, saying with all certainty, my child you are mine and this love is steady, sure, infinite. I read somewhere that saltwater has the power to heal. I’ve tried to make friends with my tears. You too, are trying to help me, I say reluctantly. Breathe, Marj. All you can do is breathe, and love the world the way water loves you.
My middle name is Nahid, which is the modern form of the name Anahita. Because of that, water speaks to me the way a lover would. When a lover speaks I listen. Foolish, but there it is. “Courage, dear heart.”