On the other side. When I'm "in the thick of it" I'm grumpy.
From a mole week. Flipping schedules for overnights at the hospital.
Hearing Henry ask for Papa at bedtime.
A rough week of head colds.
Lack of sleep.
We received a gift.
One night of sleep at the hospital.
One night of sleep at home (the sought after 4 hour stretch) for an exhausted mama.
and a beautiful fall Friday, ahead of a free Saturday and Sunday.
(are the stars aligned? Super Harvest Moon, indeed)
We took a walk in the woods.
A place to explore, close to our house.
Cherokee Marsh has hidden treasures.
Woods. Water. Prairie.
A refuge.
How can an afternoon walk make the horrendous week slip so quickly from our memories?
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