Gently, like the sound of snow falling.

I see from the calendar that I've avoided journaling for a week now.  It's time to revisit the habit. One week ago, I was bouncing around, having held on to the quiet certainty that I was, for the first time in my life, pregnant.  Seven days later, I have to believe I still am.  It's … Continue reading Gently, like the sound of snow falling.

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