I want some semblance of a normal day. Tinker and fiddle around. Pick things up, walk around, put them down. The best I can do. Go outside and look around at the world that is the same as it was when my son was alive. I need to tend to my body by mindfully choosing the best options for it: nourishing food, mild exercise, gratefully acknowledging its gifts to me, and wondering at its ability to renew.
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