May you find time this week to heal, to feel, to breathe, and to rest.
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Mask up, love one another, and stay alive for one more week.
The older I get the more I realize how right kids are - sometimes, other times they shovel dirt in their mouth and put glue in their hair
I am reminded of the author of Where the Wild Things are, who commented on the fact that the greatest compliment he ever received on his work was the time that a small child ate a drawing of his. “He saw it, he loved it, he ate it”. There was no thought to the value of an original drawing by a famous illustrator, no thought to anything but the fact that he liked it so much he wanted to consume it.