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I was going to post a photo sharing my truth tonight, which was me drowning my stress and sorrows with food on the couch, but as I was shooting, the pup crashed into my lap, and this photo is what stood out to me. It showed a glimpse of what could be a different truth for me in the future, a shift from a maladaptive and self-destructive coping mechanism to a much healthier one: connection, companionship, touch, and love. It is far more fulfilling than a bag of trail mix. This dog has it mastered, and there is much to learn from him.
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I can never resist the flowers when I grocery shop.
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I love that some flowers wait until winter to bloom.
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Spent the evening with these two goof balls.
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Easy like Sunday morning. Favorite day of the week, by far.
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Hospital life. No denying now that fall is here.
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Shiny. Wish my hair was that shiny. Perhaps I should start eating Norman's dog food.
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Through the front door. Poor pup had so much fun at daycare that he ran a layer of one of his pads right off.
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So much Norman.
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Sunrise. Bird's got the best view.
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"Why you stop petting me?"
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Despite how it looks, this is not an unhappy or annoyed expression. This is the expression Caleb makes in response to my lens being partially covered in plastic wrap. Experimenting over here.
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Sunsets in our CICU can be pretty magnificent.
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Watchdog and welcome wagon in one.
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The sunset was ridiculous, but the light on this guy watching it is what drew me.
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Life changing books according to my husband. I should probably read them.
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And just like that, it's October. MFGT.