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I’m reading this book with my girl — Counting by 7s, by Holly Goldberg Sloan — and it’s complicated and touching and if I owned it, it would be marked up by a yellow highlighter because so many of the thoughts and conversations mirror my own.

This passage especially made me pause; this past Memorial Day weekend was harder than I’d imagined it might be — for both of us.

“I have seen trees that survive fire.
Their bark is burned and their limbs are dead branches.
But hidden under that skeleton is a force that sends a single shoot of green out into the world.
Maybe if I’m lucky, that will one day happen to me.
But right now, I can’t see it.”