Last week, I played on the couch with Ruby for over an hour. With pillows, tracing faces, counting toes. Andy was in the kitchen, which is like eight feet away. I said, “I feel so alive, so present. Like I am participating in life without distraction for the first time in a few months.” He laughed and said, “Yep.” Last month, we were way busier than we like to be. Part of me wants to list all the drama and …
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