I am

Invocation
Altar
Offering

Exalted
Exultant

Ecstatic

Birthday

Maia is one.

Unsteady steps unsupported. Babbling that starts to take structure. Her eyes have lightened: her hair never fell out. Hugging Maako and Leremai, which they find sometimes inconvenient. She'll move her hips to music while holding onto a chair, and we all make a great fuss of her. Knocking down the towers we build so carefully; laughing as the blocks fly...

Kerem and I lit the light for her. After dinner we sat in the darkened hall as it glowed, and watched the images Jacob had gathered for her: beautiful views of space from his ships. Later, we slept in the hall: Jacob again beside me.

To mark the occasion I transferred funding for the fertility and maternal health project. Roimata will manage things again.

I have hopes.