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November 15, 2015
It would be so very easy to slip into this life again, although there is never any going back, and the me who lived here once is not the me who would return. The now me has a clearer sense of purpose and a painfully keen sense of time vanishing and better boundaries (I hope) and the broadened experience of having lived elsewhere, and done other things, far away in space and spirit. But that me is still daughter, mother and grandmother and longs for more than this walk-on part, however essential it may be to the unfolding action.