Monday, November 20, 2023

14 years!

 I just counted. I’ve been writing this blog for 14 years. So much has happened in 14 years. It’s dizzying. When I think about it, such a mash of good, the worst, the best and every possibility in between. 

14 years and a year more is how long our Oatie lived. Cats even longer. 

Each holiday season different but with embedded transitions. It’s time or my felt sense of it.. Time feels uncontainable. A huge blanket billowing in a strong wind. 

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