Tamara Willems

. . . and to you this day . . .

a breath of December air…

December’s arrival tiptoes softly in laying down quietly on your doorstep and calmly waits for you to notice…  much difficulty sleeping of late, bothered by unruly sinus congestion has me slightly panicking in the night trying to breathe now this morning seems to have plugged up one ear ugh!  also,…
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It’s beginning to look a lot like…

My week began with the all too familiar internal toil of  pushing through clouds trying hard not to destroy myself with chatter willingly drawing in, in gentle intentioned  loving kindness  words and familiar phrases to ease myself through and repeating the same  for you  end of week, my inbox fills…
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moving forward…

Boxes had been piling up for weeks or  months really and by about ten o’clock this morning they were  all  gone my son moves out today  or  has done, I guess moving in with his longtime girlfriend finally, after a bit of pandemic interruption starting ‘grown-up’ life together which is wonderful and she is  wonderful and…
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