March 2012
I think the toughest part of taking care of your kids all day when they’re 5 and 2 1/2 is that THEY NEVER STOP MOVING EVER.
Seriously, a perpetual motion machine, should one ever manage to be invented, would have nothing on us. We’ve created two.
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I had a good day today, a peaceful one, and I am not owed that. This fragile world is built on the backs of suffering and grace neither deserved, both meted out; one creating the need for the other, the way that surrendering to a struggle so often is the only real way through it.
I am not owed good days by this old world, nor do I deserve good things from my life simply by matter of being born...
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