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all shapes and sizes
birthdays shift as one gets older; certainly, i think, after one has children. there is still celebration, but it’s different. the day is no longer solely about us. case in point, my recent...
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Feeling Lucky
Ah, tenderness. Softness, warmth, kindness. The sounds of these words alone wash over me and bring me to a quieter space within. But there are many distractions in our days and many people and...
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A Knowing
I remember your toes so tiny and the way you nestled in my arms instantly as if you knew me already and I think you did, I did, we did. I remember how tired I was and how alive you were and how I...
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The way they shine
The zinnia beds are a mess this summer. There is no sea of colorful confetti in which to lose myself, nor is there a blanket of warm blooms to envelope me. Instead, the zinnias have been overtaken...
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softness
It’s in the first cup of tea and in the darkness outside. It’s in the flickering candle and in the twinkle lights. It’s in the flannel sheets and in the reindeer pajamas. It’s in the warm foods...
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Beginning at the Beginning
The early days were hard. There was plenty of joy, plenty of smiles, plenty of amazement. But there were also tears and fatigue and doubt. The newness of everything – the uncertainty of what to do...
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