There was a moment, understanding the power of looking into his own eyes, that he felt a sort of exchange. Energy going into the mirror, energy coming back. Understanding. Questioning. Deeper understanding. Ultimately, forgiveness. He forgave himself daily. This was the beginning of his morning routine. The lightness that came from this volley lasted clear through the shower. Permeated the struggle to find matching socks. Faltered during the brief self-scolding for not doing it the night befo...
