I know life is tough right now.  You can’t even come here for inspiration.  But it will be here, when you are able to see it.  I confess it’s hard to write knowing you cannot read this.  But maybe someone else can read it for you and let you know that I’m still here.

The fire rages on.  I don’t feel too well. My throat is so sore and my lungs ache.  This morning, my eyes could not stop watering.  The smoke is very strong.  We do have to go to work tomorrow.  I’ll call out if I still feel bad.  Don’t worry.

But I’m going to keep it short tonight. Keep going, sweet sisters.  Keep pushing ahead.  Do not give up.  You are getting there.  Remember…

And in the spirit of bravery…