Morning Light

Saturday, December 1, 2018

Reflecting 2018

morning light on December 1st, 2018

cold and crisp.

weather app shows 34 with 10% chance of snow.

Dahlia has serenaded us with her hound barking already.

it's 8:44AM.

he sets the fire up for me before he retires so all I have to do is light it in the morning.

i take the space heater into the bedroom as a thank you.

twinkle lights.

mushroom + collagen butter coffee.

dry hands.

looking back through old blogs.

each December.

i still feel sadness.

lost once again.

this has been a year to work.

to push through the hard parts.

it's still hard.

but all the hard parts will be worth it.

right?

i don't sleep in anymore.

if 8AM finds me in bed then the dogs must be tired and not hungry.

that never happens.

bits of Noah now rest in a special urn that I found from an artist in Seattle.

I set a polaroid of him nearby and greet him each morning during breakfast.

the most important meal of the day.

Hanz and Dahlia also agree.

I need to put the bird seed out.

it's so cold.

esp. when you walk out in your skivvies.

dreaming of the PNW.

we will move there soon.

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