By Laura Greaver
FINDING SMALL JOYS IN THESE LONG DAYS
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I haven’t used my alarm clock in eight weeks... It used to sound religiously at 6 a.m. every weekday, the shrill iPhone ring startling me out of sleep. Mornings were a whirlwind of packing lunches, getting the kids up and fed and dressed, last-minute homework and permission slips shoved in backpacks, scrambling out the door to make the bus... And then I’d sit in rush-hour traffic trying to get to my office on time.
Rush, rush, rush... Evenings were no better. With my husband and I both working full-time, and my two boys active in sports and Cub Scouts and after-school activities, my calendar looked like the scrawlings of a madman. I’d squeeze in the gym on my way home in a carefully crafted 45-minute slot. Dinners were often takeout or frozen pizzas.
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