This morning, when I crawled out of bed to begin my day, the yellowest waning moon poured her light into my bedroom window, filtering across the sleeping bodies of my husband and nine-year-old (who leaves her top bunk reliably every night, despite the stuffies...
I’ve always been inclined to take stock of my life around this time of year, and to make some plans for the New Year. Although I generally eschew all things resolution-related, the New Year is indeed when I do all my dreaming and scheming for what I want to...
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