Laura
Sunday afternoons.
The smell of coffee.
The sound of countless conversations.
The feel of the sweet breeze each time someone walks thru the door.
Splendid.
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lesliem
on the way home from coffee i added 3 things to my unfinished list. by mid afternoon i decided to throw the unfinished list away and take a nap.
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kristin
a sudden urge to bake kicked in, then i knew i was truly getting better.
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azzari
mothering three is a game of give and take. then i realize that they have one another and that is a gift in and of itself.
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tara
one thing i've learned in all of this is how to ask for help. i just wish i didn't have to keep asking.
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heather
His first day off in weeks. I wanted him by me the whole time. Wheatfields brunch, new phone for him, groceries, nap, pizza dinner, Mr. Selfridge. Bu turned 18.
