heather
Walking across the silver clovers I thought I love a frosty morn, I love a frosty morn.
Finally I was inspired to craft something.
Sadness for her.
Much to ponder.
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erin
i needed that task to take my mind off of the sickness, both hers and mine.
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lindsay
We are all exhausted, and it is good to go somewhere else to rest. Even now, it's nice to have a home away from home.
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betsy
the day started with such promise. a run, the week planned. it was snowing lightly as i left yoga. and then the rains came.
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allison mcd
the morning snuggles were the best. the bare toes and their nonstop giggles just pushed me over the edge.
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leya
he has so much fun tossing the markers all over the place. I hurrry to pick them up so I can watch his face light up. again and again.
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emily
i was aware of a few moments of jealousy this afternoon, but really this is just how i want things to be right now. i think.
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amisha
Three days later and I’m over it, almost, maybe.
Buoyed by sun, lunch together, naps, home, sparkling lights.
And riding the carousel (with a small person)- the best.
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lisa s
there is so much i have of hers... and yet it still doesn't seem enough. i wish i could see her one more time.
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andrea b.
All the things I didn't plan were better than the things I did. And the tree looked nice. Just six inches too short.
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lisa m.
we began the month as i begin each day: coffee, deep breaths, some words on paper, and then the bay.
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tara
she said yes to soup when she came home and she has no idea what a gift that was to me.
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molly
we hiked out to the field to watch the eagles. when we drove into town i realized we forgot about the christmas parade. we pulled over to watch the bands.
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beth
life is all about compromise. i tell myself this on a daily basis.
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shari
nothing feels right.
