My priorities were clear by the end of the day.
I never got to work, having
stopped on the way to visit my brother and
give him a calendar of family photographs.
My daughter called, (the quality
of her voice a dead give-away that
she had just woken up). After her
breakfast we hiked one of our favorite
trails, followed by a left over lunch
of corn tamales we had made together
three days ago, topped with luscious
guacamole. The usual nap, followed by
a New Year’s Eve dinner with friends
and the man I love so much that I take
care of his inconvenient dogs.
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