Never in a million years would I have dreamed that my wish for more time to take inventory of my life, create new habits, break old ones, organize the attic, clothes, bills, pictures (the million things), talk to friends I haven’t spoken to in years to see if they are safe, finish my children’s book, etc., would manifest it’s beginning in a world pandemic. Although it wouldn’t be my wish for such a start and there is great sadness in the illness and loss of people around the world, we have also been given a gift that is unlikely to ever be given again in this lifetime.

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