I’m not surprised that we’ve awakened to a gray, rainy day. Everything feels heavy and burdensome. It mirrors the dark mood that rests beneath the ordinariness of life. As I’ve tried to tune in to the beauty of another day, it is cloaked in sorrow and dread. Today we leave for Daytona Beach. Unfortunately it’s […]
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