Clean, fresh, folded it piles on the floor.
Reminding the kids to clean their rooms becomes daily chore.
Today, I guess, I will make my own pile no more.
In honor of April being National Poetry Month, I will write one poem per day.
Day 1: Tercet
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One year later, I color in my emotion square for the morning. I am feeling anxious today. One year later, I feel anxiety, but work through ... -
In January I started tracking my habits and emotions using a bullet journal. One of my favorite pages for each month is "Writ... -
"Mom, can Gavin and I make brownies?" The brownie saga started as with such an innocent question that turned into th...
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