For months, my time, mind and space has not been my own. The fault lay nowhere. Life happens. Injuries and pivots, constraints and new priorities happen. We have all learned and grown so much as a family. I spent most of my “creative time” reading and writing in my car or in a doctor’s office waiting room the last few months. But yesterday, I wrote and …
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