Guardian
I'll be your Piggy, you bet. But if anyone else tries to call me that, I will seriously think about kicking them in the teeth.
You have made me feel so safe; you have made it ok for me to be who and how and what I am and to decide about those things. You have woken me up out of nightmares and held me; you have been there when I needed to cry in the middle of the night; you have defended me from all directions. And you have made a space in the world where I can uncurl and try things out and not worry about who sees and what they will say, because you are there and you love me and that negates all the crap that comes flying at me from all directions.
I don't think I will ever be able to do enough to say Thank You in a way that would truly convey the depth and complexity of the meaning I feel, but I will try.
Thank you. I love you.
Your Piggy.