Breathe
I am going to try to breathe in my children's hair while they sleep. Breathe through my anger. Breathe through my grief. Breathe through my anxiety. Breathe through fear, breathe out hope. I am going to stop holding my breath about so many things in life, and breathe. Or at least try to.
Here's to breathing. Because as long as I do, I have another chance.







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