Wednesday, August 14

"back together"

We flew home. Two poop blowouts on the plane. Texas humidity. The house a wreck. Bad news that my youngest won't be able to start daycare in the fall after all. The start of yet another plugged duct. But there was also a lavender-scented shower and fresh groceries and some hope for tomorrow. That I'll be able to start putting this life back together.

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