A Virtual Hug at a Time We All Need One

Honoring our experience and being gentle with ourselves

Beth Bruno

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I am sitting at my kitchen table looking out the window at greening pastures that roll away gently and then rise to a line of trees at the base of a small mountain. The morning sun is casting a hazy glow. A hummingbird visits the flowers in pots on the deck.

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Beth Bruno

Human learning to be human. Writing in hopes of getting there.