A productive day, a fun evening at my sister’s place. Snow fell and glimmered on the way home.
I changed my mind, I do love the cold winter too.❤️
Sometimes it feels like everything we’ve been through is following us. But it isn’t. Every day is day 0. Nothing carries over, not the weight, not the mistakes, not the fear, unless we bring them with us. I’ve lived through heavy things. I don’t live there anymore. This blog is where I remember that.
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