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This husband of mine…
Spent an inordinate amount of time…looking at boards…his patient wife…imagining what it would be like…naming your kids…after wood… Not sure what the lumber was for…building something…fixing something…creating something…often get…not sure yet…upon asking… Kind of like the element of surprise…checking in now and then…watching progress…getting a sense of what’s emerging… And so it was…that board…little Miss Aspen…was artistically transformed…into a bow…for arrows…have to say curious me…didn’t see that one coming… And so it is…in life…that thing we call potential…all it takes is one…one person…to see…to believe… To support that someone…anyone…even Little Miss Aspen…in their desire to be…whatever it is…they’ve always wanted…to be… And that husband of mine…agrees…
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