A year without my kids

There are no do-overs, just moving forward

the things we have don’t define us

but sometimes they tie us to memories and its is hard to let go of what was


I’ve always said a place for everything and

everything in it’s place

but that is harder to hold to

when someone isn’t where I want

them to be


What a rare opportunity to fill

in some gaps, and perhaps widen a few as well. I keep reminding

myself there isn’t a wrong way

to do this


I feel younger than I am

even when I’m tired and sore

This year will be all kinds of work

and all I have is this life to live


missing them happens all the time.

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