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I love the quiet of the mornings...
With coffee in hand I find a quiet place and listen. Exploring the peaceful daybreak I observe the familiar sounds echoing throughout the house. The furnace quiets and the house creaks in its absence, nature awakens around me with the promise of dawns approach, birds already busy singing sweet songs of hope.
I am refreshed by the blaze of orange bursting through...

Scars show us where we have been, they do not dictate where we are going ~ David Rossi
She was nearly ready when I entered the house, shuffling through her make-up case as she fended off her frustration in a search of missing items. I gathered the pieces I noticed on the floor and handed them to her and she laughed in the way only Deb can as she continued to get ready.
Although I was grateful that...