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Pillow
My OwlMan, so depressed all day and almost no appetite at dinner.
Preparing the bed for him, I see the
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Endings
There is such weight in endings.
One year dissolves into another. Did I do enough in the year now gone?
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Wanting
Wanting. Is how we stay in this life. Wanting. Is the life force. Wanting, not out of lack, but fed
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Groundlings
Adding a piece of madrone to the woodstove, I notice an ad about Alzheimer’s playing during a break in
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Composting
To be a caregiver, moments into days into weeks into years, changes the scale of life. My world becomes smaller,