The workshop is going really, really, REALLY well. I'll tell you all about it when I have a moment to decompress. But I just found out that the baby girl I was gearing myself up to meet, to see if maybe she was "my child," has yellow fever, and is not expected to live.
Is the Universe trying to tell me something? I sincerely hope not.
:(
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