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Rhythm and Rest

I was amazed to discoverhow much I could accomplish–without a good night’s sleepor morning quiet time–when I had to. Then, help came and nowI don’t have to.I get to rest. I’ve returned hometo familiar faces, spaces, and silence.  You were there,being … Continue reading

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