Reflections


I sat under the pavilion sheltered from the sun, snacking on real images of my home and life, with my laptop finally open, pecking away at that novel I’ve only half-way finished writing. Occasionally, I would glance up to watch my son’s newly perfected dive permeating the pool’s crystal clear surface, and revel in the fact that hubby was home from his travels for a spell. Both of us, I’m sure, wondering what life will be like, just the three of us, when my daughter left our foursome to begin her journey off at college.

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