journey
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Dear Younger Me – Happy Birthday
Dearest Baby Elizabeth… Oh my, how little you were! Mom says you had red hair when you were born (was that the first clue that you’ll have a fire inside of you that will never go out?), but it will quickly transition to a very, very blonde. For the next 20+ years, being known and… Continue reading
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Embracing the “Both/ And”
Happy. Sad. Fabulous. Anxious. Grieved. Excited. Lonely. Terrific. Devastated. Calm. Discouraged. Joyful. Blah. We might choose any one of these or other words to describe how we are feeling on any given day. My younger self would have only thought to pick one. My less-younger self had started to realize that I could feel more… Continue reading
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Three Years…
Some pivotal or traumatic events become a blur in our memories, or we even end up with gaps and holes in our memories surrounding that event. Other times that pivotal or traumatic event is seared into our memories in explicit detail. Time slows down, details typically overlooked are now glaring and bold. For me, December… Continue reading
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Healing
A new year is here. Why is it we love this clear marker for a new start so much? Aside from the calendar, January 1st doesn’t have much to set it apart from December 31st or January 2nd. Same weather. Same basic number of hours and minutes and sunlight and darkness. Yet this day, more… Continue reading
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