Dedicated to Iris and Gianna, who are on exciting journeys of their own.
Thank you for being my companions.
I am sorry that our lifepaths bring us to different states.
And to my mothers. To them, I devote both my gratitude and my most penitent of words.
All I wanted to share went unsaid.
Everything I have felt about you all, I fear has gone unsaid.
To all four of you, I dedicate this chime, produced by hammers striking tubular bells or perhaps gong rods. To all four of you, I give a solemn thanks and dedicate this passing moment to the next day that we may celebrate.
Distantly, in five different states, I gift to you my repentance.