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A rewrite.

It feels strange to just jump right back in. But here I am again, after two years of silence, itching to write. I guess you could say that motherhood and marriage got really hard, really fast, and this space became something of a past life. I'm not even sure I belong here anymore, surrounded by entries of sleep schedules and photos of eggs. I'm not even sure what to write about.

No, I lie. I know what I want to write about. I just don't know how.

Last November, something happened. I uncovered truths that turned my world upside down, and shook everything out, and it would never, will never, turn itself back again - at least not exactly how it was. It was a Saturday morning. "Go for a walk," my sister told me after I called her from my car, sobbing hysterically. "Go someplace to clear your head. Someplace that makes you happy."

I went to our old neighborhood - our condominium complex that was set among wooded hills and four small lakes. I went to my fa…

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