It’s 6 p.m. and I’m not doing anything. No practices, no appointments, no one asking for anything. I’ve been up since five this morning getting ready for the day and kids off to school, and work, and, and, and… but now the house is still. I might holler for my youngest just to hold her close. It’s been weeks since I’ve let myself slow down. Lately, resting is the work, and I haven’t gotten much of it in.
Resting is the work
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