Happy 100 Days: 56

The boy fell asleep tucked sideways into my arms during the final verse of “Baby Beluga.” I filled the froggy humidifier for the first time this year and clicked on its cloud of cool mist. A low hum, a quiet breath. Snow might fall tonight.
 
Warm home. Sweet love.
 
Safe.
 
Sound.
 

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