Giving Back
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Rocking my cranky two-year-old in our rocking chair in our dark living room, a glance at my iPhone states the lonely hour of 3 am. I have been up for over an hour and it feels likable that I will not be sleeping anytime soon. The rest of the family is sleeping above my head…
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“What are you doing with those books?” my three-year-old daughter asks. I am kneeling in front of the bookshelf in the corner of my bedroom with a bag of books that I am ready to donate. “I am all done with these books. It is time to pass them onto other readers.” She nods with…