In the coming days, I will...
finish a book I haven't picked up in a month.
Eat my 47th birthday cake.
Celebrate 28 married years.
I'll close a long chapter.
And open another one,
saying lots of goodbyes and a few hellos.
I'll be New Tracey.
In the coming days, I will...
give some time to things I've neglected.
Like the house.
And me.
I'll enlist courage.
And unload some junk.
I'll build.
And tear down.
Water.
And weed.
And that's why I respect you so much, Mom. :) So proud of you!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Parker. It's all good, that's for sure.
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