matt reading mary oliver poems to ruby
climbing on the rocks for hours
quiet moments with my girls on the beach
watching the ever-shifting sky
dusk in the water
sitting on the deck
the older i get the more it feels that the seemingly throwaway moments are the most sacred and profound ones, the ones that get etched deep into your body's memory so that even if you forget them specifically they are written on your being somewhere?
they become a part of you.
i think so.
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