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The Dog Days of Summer
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Bookends of the day
My favourite part of the day is moments of solitude early in the morning, The house shifting in sleep, only the indifferent glances of cats, questioning my choices in life I slowly wake up, preparing for the day with caffeine and quiet. Until the early morning solitude is broken by cries for mommy, or daddy,…
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The seven year itch
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Slippery thinking
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Grabbing The Brass Ring
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A Mother’s prayer
Keep them safe and happy, help teach them right from wrong. Deliver us from toddlers, Lord, and teenagers as well Ensure they do not torture or traumatize the youngest excessively, Nor forget the middle at all. Please make the oldest helpful, obedient and productive, And move out when they turn eighteen. Please give them health…
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I’m with the band
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A date with my daughter
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Both of Me
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Symphony
Tonight I watched our wedding video with my husband of almost seven years. It feels like yesterday I met him for the first time, although he says we met earlier, years before. He remembered me, and thought I was loud. I didn’t remember this meeting, but was, and still am, a little offended that was…
