thankful
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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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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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Tears
Divorce was never on my list of dreams. Being a single mom, well, I always tried to feel empathy for them but I knew it was not something I’d ever have to experience. Or so I thought. Not having that one other person in your life, every day, to care about the mundane and the… Continue reading
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