- We all sleep through the night. Some longer than others. But all deeply and well.
- This is a safe space. Here, I can fumble with earnest feelings, make overtures, be corrected, love and see and hear while also being loved and seen and heard–without fear of breaking something (or someone).
- I’m concerned about my seeming lack of concern. Vigilant for the line between peace beyond understanding and the laziness of denial.
- How did I get carrot bits in my sinus. Why.
- That is not how I wanted that to come out. Dammit, brain, you’re supposed to cover me.
- Friends who are also clients who are also friends.
- It’s been 48 hours since the door closed and the windows are already opening.
- School, lunch with family, impromptu park playdate. It’s way too much for her non-napping soul, and she’s a wreck before 5pm. (re)Learning that an overtired kiddo means a restless night for everyone.
- I step outside after dark to run to the pharmacy and pause on the stoop to appreciate the dewy warm air on my face. Spring is here. Summer is coming.
- This neti pot better work.
