There is something about the sky and the way the clouds hang heavy with water that doesn't seem to depend on time or place. It still looks and smells the same.
I have been away again for the past few days with Jen in a different town away from her usual computer. She has worked hard on my story while we were gone.
I have my Maeb back and we have a daughter, Brannwyn.
"The light heart lives long."Be well.-Irish Proverb
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