Reflections in Early Morning
I write in the stillness of early morning. 6:24 a.m. My daughter sleeps and my husband hasn’t gone out yet. I have stolen some extra minutes–minutes I normally spend snuggled in bed, my legs against Ivan’s, head on his chest–stolen those minutes for time in the quiet where I can write. At 6:00 a.m., the […]
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