by Sandra Kolankiewicz Joshua J. Cotten To realize you are free, you just need to see another person acting without fetters, floating or dancing, soaring in the blue or skimming the surface of a well-stocked pond. How could I have known who I was meant to be till I saw you being who you are? There’s a word for what you did for me, and though it’s not an impolite one, the term’s embarrassing because I could not do it on my own, needed your example to realize there was no gate