That moment of panic! And then utter release as I sink my head back into the pillows. They’re still warm. I don’t see how I would have been able to tear myself away from them. 511 more words
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Once all that mountain of wash was done, the heavy, wet wash had to be lugged out to the clothes line, no small feat. Mother had three lines stretched between T-shaped supports. 454 more words
It’s Sunday night. I’m sitting here asking myself what feels good right now. What is bringing me just a little bit o’ bliss?
And all I can think of is the clean sheets, fresh out the laundry that have just been placed on the bed. 44 more words
So, I have two confessions to make.
First, I did not wear any fragrance over the weekend, so while Saturday and Sunday should have been Days Eleven and Twelve…they were not. 536 more words