I have left a sweet place with a kitchen the size of a closet and moved to a truly sweeter 100-year-old Victorian house with a really large kitchen. We occupy the second and third floor.
Today I got the curtains up in the kitchen and things blossomed.
Tex took advantage of the unusually warm winter weather and climbed onto the window sill.
Finally, I feel equal in a living partnership. Equal with ease and joy and anticipation.
At any time of life the unexpected happens. There ain't no script. It takes recognition and appreciation of those wonders that meander into our spaces.
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