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Change for coffee
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Dawn in the mountains
I love the quietof the almost-dawnThe crunch of snowbeneath my feetwhile the stars twinkleThe earth holds her breath,waiting for the sunto enter from the eastand wake her from her rest
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Endless love
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Bubbles
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Sunday thoughts
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Questions
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House of dreams
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Meaning in moments
What gives life meaning? Reading Being Mortal by Atul Gawande, I’ve found myself in a contemplative mood. What allows us to continue despite the loses we incur, Sometimes subtle, other times dramatic and cruel? Tonight, I introduced my kids to Darkwing Duck. The warmth of the youngest pressed against my side Filled me with a…