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When my husband entered hospice I finally learned that love, gratitude and laughter are what matter. Every new day is a do-over, another chance to try to live with kindness and an open heart. Or sometimes snark. But mostly kindness. And laughter. Mostly at myself. Photos are my own or from free sources; all writing is ©Anne Penway. No content on this site may be used for any reason without express written permission.
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I love this. Thank you. I just wrote a poem that included the line- “seasons of silence, seasons of song”… great minds and all that.
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