We had a fight the other day, a big, messy fight that scared us both. Tim and I dug ourselves in so deeply and so quickly, I wondered if this was the moment that would mark the end of our 28-year marriage.
Here we were, living the life we’d dreamed. We were in sunny, beautiful California, plucking fresh fruit right off the tree, generating work, attending an enlivening workshop and escaping yet another East Coast snow storm.
Life was really, really good. Apparently, it…
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Thought comes from the mind.
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