here to hear

My forte this week is not sleeping. Friday morning, 3am, awake. Anxious with nothing exact to pin the anxiety to. Except uncertainty? Lots of “I wonder(s)”… This previous Sunday was unexpected. An opportunity to hear my son play his guitar and his girlfriend sing. So I took advantage, as this is a rarity. A church … More here to hear

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She sits and types away. College essays. Twelfth grade. I remember 12 years ago. We were contemplating moving here. Lexington, Kentucky. I did not want to. Not because I don’t like Lexington. But because it didn’t seem right. We’d tried it before. Twice. Third time wasn’t a charm. Or maybe it was. Because I’m still … More here