Ezra got me through a very difficult year in a place far from everything I knew. He taught me not to be afraid to welcome the cold, not to be ashamed to defend my boundaries, not to be embarrassed to ask for love.

Goodbye, sweet boy. You were only a part of our lives for a short time, but you made two lonely travelers into a family, and this misty glacial oasis into our home. A part of my heart will always be running with you under frosty moonlight on the frozen headwaters of the Columbia river.