A Rock for You

"She was always the stone, / I only the sand."

It’s easy to copy our parents—both their virtues and their faults. My father has always been a rock. Being steadfast, unwavering, comes easy to me—but for you, darling, I want to be more; I want to be the sea that hugs the stone as much as the bedrock itself.

This line by Yarvin springs to mind: “She was always the stone, / I only the sand.” I want us to be both—each other’s sand and each other’s stone.