row, row, row your boat. gently down the stream. merrily, merrily, merrily merrily.
i am in new orleans. it's jazz fest week. i am cleaning out our katrina damaged garage. i find 4 tiny kittens. next day - a cat skeleton. moldy love letters i wrote to my husband go in the shred pile. stinging caterpillars lurk in every corner.
i work side by side with an unlikely soul mate. living life each moment, each day. without criticism or condemnation .
12 hour days cleaning. sweaty, dirty and happy.
life is but a dream.
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