{"id":69346,"date":"2013-07-17T08:39:36","date_gmt":"2013-07-17T12:39:36","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=69346"},"modified":"2013-07-17T09:15:14","modified_gmt":"2013-07-17T13:15:14","slug":"heading-north","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=69346","title":{"rendered":"Heading North"},"content":{"rendered":"

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\nGetting ready to travel into the wilds of New Hampshire again, like we do every year. It will be a beautiful family reunion. We haven’t all been together in a long time. My brother didn’t come home for Christmas this year, and despite things like Facebook, where I feel like I talk to him every day, there is nothing like being in person. And my sisters, and their husbands, and my nieces and nephews, and my mother …. I have been working so hard and there is a relentless quality to my schedule (which I am grateful for), but I need some relaxation. I need some fun. Once you get on the freelance wagon, sometimes it is hard to give yourself the permission to step off for one cotton-pickin’ second. Come Saturday night, I’ll be on that dock again. My health is getting better every day, but it requires vigilance. I have to work the program. The paradigm shift in my life has been all-encompassing, and will be a challenge to keep going on vacation. But it has to be done, so whatever, I’ll do it. I’ve been listening to a lot of Sam Cooke these days, he makes me happy, he soothes my spirit. I love my family and I am counting the days until we are all together again!<\/p>\n

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