Ten.One Thousand, One Hundred & One
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Sleepy start.
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Teeny-tiny bodies and shells all over the grass.
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I wake up and realize that there is actually no rush. There is plenty of time and it will all happen when it’s supposed to happen.
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Being with small children delight me. I remember my own at that age and how much has changed. The perspective that comes with the passing of time.
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Sun on the skin.
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“It’s like someone rifling through your desk.”
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Take stock.
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I run the steam mop over the dried-up globs of chocolate ice cream. Tillamook Mudslide, maybe?
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Dinner might have been too rich: duck fat potatoes and creamed spinach? But so tasty.
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What would she say? She’d say, “Get clear about what you want. Don’t worry about the how. Just decide and get on with doing it. Look at all that you’ve done so far. The next thing is possible.”