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No time for games
One of my favorite childhood toys at my grandma’s house was a hospice bed. There was nothing so exciting as those buttons on the side that took you on a rollercoaster; it was a magical bed. PawPaw died in that bed. I was there. We didn’t play in it while he was alive; he didn’t…
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Little one, you are so loved
I don’t remember much of my early childhood – when I think about younger me, my instinct is to go to middle and high school, times of which I didn’t have a very positive view of myself. That negative sense of self has been a dark cloud over me for years now – what is…
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2025 goals
One thing about me is I’m a total sucker for new years resolutions. I can’t help it! There’s something so exciting about a fresh start, having an excuse to engage in conscious efforts to work on yourself to the benefit of you and those who love you. For me, my resolutions in years past have…
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