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They are all back in school, for now, for some days. Every September I have been excited, wistful as they left again with backpacks and lunches. After almost a year of uncertainty and struggling to varying degrees, I am a bit more detached than grateful, more numb than thoughtful. I know we will get better, get back, become more whole; but I find I need to acknowledge, on repeat, how surreal and scary and sad these many months have been. Forward is a good direction, and this simple routine is a step.Shabbat shalom. We are continuing to donate. Please donate if you are able to Feeding America, Feeding Texas, or any of the organizations helping Americans suffering in this crisis. 🙏🏼❤️ #shabbatshalomThis good boy. ❤️🐶 #bleu #nationalgoldenretrieverday #everydayreally-
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My Glass Is Half Full
At about 9:00 p.m. this evening, my husband walked in as Ellie and Henry were running around wildly. Molly was snoring on the couch. He had the opened mail in one hand, and as he walked into the kitchen, he … Continue reading
