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Every morning I wake up to small children climbing into my bed, needing breakfast, needing me, while the wider world feels increasingly unstable. Animals still need to be tended. The day begins whether I feel ready or not.

Every morning I wake up to small children climbing into my bed, needing breakfast, needing me, while the wider world feels increasingly unstable. Animals still need to be tended. The day begins whether I feel ready or not.