It felt good to work hard pulling the weeds from the brick.
The company, the sunshine, the focus.
It was it's own form meditation.
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Love finds us....
... where we are, not where we were. Blondie, 62 and Buddy notes... There was a knock on the door... Ellie came to visit. We had left the ga...
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When I sat to reflect on the last few years, I expected it to look a bit like waking up after a severe storm. Broken and destroyed. Or in m... -
I'm learning that I can't want something for another person. I can only discover what is right for me. What's right for them, ...
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