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Explanation and Expectations
I had all the intention in the world to write another post much sooner than this. I am touching on the last post and explaining, in a more transparent and concise mindset, that despite what it may seem, there is nothing to worry about. But how many times have I said that? How many times…
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Because I could not stop for Death…
“Because I could not stop for Death—He kindly stopped for me—” Emily Dickinson Sitting up in bed, legs folded like preschool story time, I realized, this is my stop. This is where I answer the call I have been ignoring. I have heard this call from the start when it was just a delicate tinkling…
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On Why Stopping is Okay,
Wait, I thought this was physical therapy for my ankle, not chicken soup for my soul.
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When You Have Plans…
There’s a saying, which I’m sure you’ve heard before, Dear Reader: “Life is what happens while you’re making plans.” Well, here’s another one I think fits me a little better: “Everyone has a plan until they get punched in the face.” When we last left off, I was happy as a clam working my bakery…
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I’m Here To Sing
The woods would be silent if only the best birds sang.
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Unprecedented
If you’ve ever held a 6 year old while they’ve had their nasal cavity swapped, you know that it’s not a time to show fear.
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Before Times/After Times
With the first of March just behind us, it has now been March for roughly seventeen years. Which is a drop in the bucket compared to the two hundred years we’ve spent under the corona bubble. You know, since masks and hand sanitizers and six feet stickers on the floor have become our norm? Since…
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I Ain’t Afraid to Ghost
How do you begin an explanation? Is it similar to how you begin an apology? Does it start with groveling or just a statement of the facts? I’m ill equipped at these types of things so I never know what to do. As you may or may not have noticed, there has been a huge…
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Debunking The Bitch Myth
Why Being A Strong Women Ain’t Got Shit To Do With Being Rude When I was a young adult starting my life out in the adult world on my own, I had this notion that rude women and strong women were one and the same. A lot of this came from rebellion from my own mother, who…