Save this spot for me.
Feb 14
On Sunday, amid my chaos of 1000 chores, I was sitting in the floor of our living room. Toys were scattered, and I was surrounded by glass Happy Thought Bubbles so that could tie on ribbons and pack them up before surgery. Dane had taken Gloria with him to run errands, and 2-year-old Sylvie had been playing in my orbit, frequently interrupting to tell me to use...
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