Ode to Packing

I am beyond humbled by the response my letter to Sam received. Thank you so much for loving it, for sharing it, for embracing it. The comments were so positive and kind… and so very fun to read.

The only semi-negative thing people had to say concerned my long-windedness. And that’s not really negative when it’s 100% truth.

I am nothing if not verbose.

So in honor of word economy, my post for you today is a simple but heartfelt haiku.

Moving is painful…

My back begs for small mercies.

Please send Cabernet.

XO

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2 thoughts on “Ode to Packing”

  1. I am also packing at the moment…I’m afraid there are too many boxes of books! Is that even possible?
    You may need to have your Cabernet in a nice hot bath to help your back feel better.

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