I fill my basket. Bananas. Apples. Blueberries. Crusty breads on sale–country wheat baguette, pan bigio, calabrese rounds. Kalamata olives. Diapers, wipes, vinyl bibs. A fleece jacket for Gracee–on sale for three dollars. And I remember what Cassandra said in response to my pity party on Wednesday. Bring in beauty right where you are. Right now. […]