a little port de bras.

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I am the queen of excuses –I don’t have time right now, I have a bad knee, zero abs, lots of knots in my back. I don’t want to address all the baggage that may resurface from my once-upon-a-time dancer life if I dare to attempt a plié.  Besides, my kids need me, my renovation needs me....

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five minutes into the new year.

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On the last day of 2020, we ate take-out deep-dish pizza for dinner picnic-style on the floor of our kitchen and introduced Madalena and Beatrice to their first cups of sparkling apple cider. “You like it, mom? It’s too spicy for you, mom?” Beatrice said as she casually stole my cup once hers ran low.  She is my only child who calls me “mom” instead of “mama,” and I swear in this moment I caught a glimpse of her future adult self and I’m still a little bit shook....

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