These wintry days.

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[Yes.....sometimes Milo says "GET ME OUTTA THE HOUSE NOW." So, I oblige him.] 

These wintry days. 

Winter has been my friend this year. 

Books stack up at the bedside. 

Knitting rests on the ottoman near my common-area chair. 

I sleep as I wish. 

My heart is moving through its own stages of grief, 

sometimes quickly, 

sometimes slowly. 

Do I have peace? 

Yes. 

No. 

Maybe. 

At times.....

Mostly I feel peace because I don't leave the property 

except for grocery pick-up

and I don't communicate with many folks

except for my little family and a few folks within my bubble of Wise and Safe. 

My circle is smalling and that's OK. 

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