Sometimes, too often I think, I am in a hurry to accomplish or finish. But really REALLY I want to be in the middle of, discovering, noticing, basking, loving, growing, wishing, memorizing. People keep tenderly reminding me that our tiny living experience will be a fond memory one day. As we near the end of our kitchen-bed-living space, I can already declare it’s fond. For, there’s nothing like a family in an itty, studio apartment for six months to bring about …
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