An Open Letter to Parenting, Growing Up, and Baked Potatoes

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My Love,

Sleep hasn’t come easy the past few months.

Some nights I sleep, some nights I don’t.

People keep telling me I need to rest, to allow myself to recharge. But when the world is asleep, it’s quiet. It means that I have time to myself, time away from you to work on the things that I need to do. I have time…