Sometimes, when we celebrate, we can do it quietly. Sometimes it’s just a few people, some knowing glances, some laughter. Sometimes it’s a glass of wine or a sparkling water. Walking the dog in the morning, followed by a solo walk around the hood. Sometimes it’s just about being grateful.

Here’s to a quiet celebration of life.


November 11, 2018

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