Wondering what will happen in the future... dreaming, hoping... planning? But, not so much. I realize that I am just one of many centuries of women who have stood at their kitchen sink, staring out the window, wondering about the future. Then it comes to me that maybe one difference is that I know I am one of that group. I have the grand picture. I have seen myself standing at that window from somewhere out in the yard. From where I'm standing, it looks pretty peaceful.
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