While it may be true that I feel as though I need to schedule time to breathe, that heart break abounds back home while I am here instead, and that India is getting increasingly anxious about EVERYTHING, it is also true that I am about to go to bed with a glass of wine and a book and call it homework, and that I get paid enough to be here to just think and write and learn.
That's all I've got for you right now, kiddo.
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Keep in mind what the truest things are, sister: you're a heckuva mom, daughter and writer. You're exactly where you need to be for now, and I can't wait to see the fruit of this long winter.
prayin for peace, for you and for that little treasure alongside..
Take care, dear little women.
I know the bed book and wine routine.
I know even these few words were good.
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