Sunday pause. Sunday paws.


Sunday pause. ☕️📰📚 Sunday paws. 🐾



Couldn’t sleep well last night- overthinking- work, responsibilities.  But this morning I pause, knowing I’ve worked dang hard to get here.  To get to this moment.  To get to a place where I can sit at a kitchen table alone on a Sunday morning with the New York Times and a good book.

My children grown and expanding their lives.  What could be better?  I have to remember to pat myself on the back.  And to expand gently into whatever lies ahead, knowing it’s all good- in this moment.

This pause is well-deserved and I have nothing else to figure out today, this second day of being age Fifty-Seven.




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