Just a day in the life of one woman's battle to feel normal again, in a big, chronic world...
Sunday, May 6
Easy like Sunday morning...
There's something to be said for quiet Sunday mornings. DH is usually out picking up his mom's groceries and every once in a while, Z will spend the night w/ one of his buddies. No one here this morning but me and the cat...we have the house to ourselves, it's early, and all is still, quiet, and serene-like. I can hear a rain crow in the distance and the wildbirds are beginning to wake up and share their songs w/ us. Maybe they are celebrating something as well. ...................................ok, now the crows are getting in on the action. Well, the quiet was nice while it lasted! Til next time, blessings...
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