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“Would you like to take another machine?” I ask Claudia, as we stand in the church parking lot, a considerate 6’ apart. The Sewing Machine
“Would you like to take another machine?” I ask Claudia, as we stand in the church parking lot, a considerate 6’ apart. The Sewing Machine
I’ve been keeping a quarantine journal and it amazes me how some days feel like they stretch on forever, while some seem so short. There
I started keeping a bullet journal in September 2019. A place for daily schedules and notes, thoughts and agendas, I chose a comfortable, black bound
The light filters in through the geraniums that are wondering when they’ll get to go outside. I rest my head back in an attempt to
Moving through the darkness we feel along the familiarities of the house—a temporary home we’ve just recently come to know. ”We’re going to see the
Up earlier than usual this morning I ran the familiar assessment that comes in the wee hours. Have I slept enough to make it through
“I love you,” I murmured into my son’s chest, his 6’4″ frame wrapped around me. Lanky and strong he held me tight, “I’ll miss you,
The first calls are the crickets, the peepers–their piercing chirps blended into a low hum–a backdrop of a day about to begin. Bird calls pierce
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