I am amazed by how busy and frantic most of us are. It’s rather frightening. Disturbing. Whenever I dare to complain about my busyness, my sweet husband (who I don’t perceive as sweet when he says this) reminds me that I am the one who puts so many things on my plate. I hate it when he says that. But …
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