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10 – Being Here

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I expected it to be hard to be here. It hasn’t been. The lady who owns the stamp store asked Saturday if it was strange to be back. What I’m finding stranger is that it doesn’t feel strange. I felt most of the day like Patrick was waiting for me at home in Anchorage. It … Read more

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I’ll walk with you on Wednesdays. Brush my thoughts over your day like lazy fingers trailing through water. Gentle ripples with no impact, never noticed by the ocean.