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Mom was feeling better yesterday.
She still has her better days.
Better is a nice gentle word. Better than Good.
It implies flexibility. Redefinition. Slow transformation. Sympathetic change.
At least that's how I feel about it.
At the moment, anyway.
March 15, 2013 in alignment, eyes of march, faces, how it might happen, life, measuring, mom, redefinition, small journeys, stories, sympathetic evolution, the beast, weathering the storm, winter | Permalink
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