One day, not so very long ago I felt broken, utterly and completely spent. Bereft. The burden of holding myself more-or-less together throughout the day became more than I could carry; I thought I might find solace in the peace of a hot bath. I turned on the taps and threw in a handful of bath…
Month: November 2015
Contentment
This morning, for the first time this season, it snowed. Not much, and it didn’t stick, but as we sat in bed sipping our first cup of coffee and catching up on the news on our iPads we watched outside of our bedroom window as the low cloud let go with the light dandruff of…