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New Days

Each morning is a delicate ritual of bleary eyes, coffee, pen & paper, breakfast requests, and a playful cat swatting at the hanging open tie from my bathrobe. Sometimes the ritual doesn’t play out correctly, the morning ends up rushed or just unbalanced. Mikey going… Read more

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10601881_694208903992697_630594136_nStarting is freeing, amazing and wonderful. Starting is overwhelming and scary.

The rain was falling heavily outside, hitting the windows and darkening the sky. I turned on the overhead light in the middle of the day so that I could see to work. The apartment was quiet, Mikey in his room reading and my husband out at a meeting. All I could hear was the sound of the rain and music from my computer speakers nearby.

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