It is the end of the day and I have not posted. I did some work for someone. else today; actually it is a project. I mostly stayed focused on the purpose but I worried a bit about how long the project is taking. I can only do it for little periods a couple days a week.
I am writing to keep the pump primed. I remember to be grateful for this day. There was a time a few months ago when I did not think I would last past April. It is now late July. Each day has been a gift.
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