I wish I was able to say by mid-morning, the house had settled into a calm rhythm. Gerald is here with me, but Charlie and Bradley are awake making food before they leave for work. Doing what they need to do for the day. Once they leave it will be quiet, but it’s not empty. There’s a difference I’ve learned to notice more clearly lately. I need to do a load of dishes to keep the house moving in its usual slow cycle, and a few small things need to be picked up here and there, and the normal rhythm of keeping a home going is still happening in the…