I’m fighting nausea today and feeling rather gross. I picked Anja up from daycare and she asked if I was ok.
“I’m ok, Anja. I just feel kinda crummy.”
“I feel bad for you and I don’t really ever feel bad for anyone.”
Some would say… Her mother’s daughter?
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I am not a writer. I like my kids, coffee, running around and reading about you. I live in the most incredible part of the world and am lucky enough to live some pretty great adventures.
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