the smell of my desperation has become a stench

The opposite sunset

I think it’s due to the structure of my day, the fact that I’m usually at home fixing the kids dinner and starting the bedtime routine, that I don’t get to see a lot of sunsets here in Utah. The house is surrounded by huge trees so seeing one from here is virtually impossible. Every night in Canada I’d marvel at the entire sky, the sunset itself, but also the reflection of it bouncing around different spots across the horizon, red, yellow, pink and purple. So much purple. I wanted to take the sky home with me as a souvenir, roll it around in my hands every night and inspect it from every angle. Other than some much needed rest that is the most valuable gift this trip gave me: I got reacquainted with the sky.

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Heather B. Armstrong

Hi. I’m Heather B. Armstrong, and this used to be called mommy blogging. But then they started calling it Influencer Marketing: hashtag ad, hashtag sponsored, hashtag you know you want me to slap your product on my kid and exploit her for millions and millions of dollars. That’s how this shit works. Now? Well… sit back, buckle up, and enjoy the ride.

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