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A day I felt like myself 

Today was a day I felt like myself.

What does that even mean?

It means that for the past 10+ days I’ve been sicker than I’ve been in who knows how long. Although I did learn that having laryngitis means that everyone will just whisper back to you.

It means that I’m changing jobs (my choice) and finishing out one job and starting another at the same time is hard. And stressful. 

It means that I seriously, seriously, haven’t been cooking.


Exhibit A


Exhibit B

It means that, because of above mentioned illness, I missed out on a family trip, Unk C’s birthday celebration, and Miss Rae’s first race.


Needless to say, I haven’t been feeling like myself.

Today I had a glimpse of my former self, and I miss her.

We took the kids to Dixie Acre Farms for some good old fashioned strawberry picking.


I told the kids the story of strawberry picking when Miss Rae was a newborn and two year old J Man plunked himself down in a patch of muddy berries and started eating hand over fist. Stems? No problem. Mud? Delicious. Bruised or bad berries? Great!


They found this story hard to believe, yet in washing our final haul, it appears they aren’t much more discerning when it comes to their berry selections these days.


We absolutely taste-tested.


And we ended up with a pretty good haul. I see some strawberry shortcake in our Memorial Day future.


But the strawberries weren’t actually the best part. The best part was being outside in the sunshine with my favorite people and taking a breath. Something I haven’t done in awhile.


There she is. There’s that girl I’ve been missing.

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