Some time ago, I wrote about feeling like Satan had a grip on my life in a way I couldn’t shake. I also remember the comment of someone snarkily poking fun that I believed in that (pretty sure I deleted them). You know how I can be a people pleaser, and I’m just so sad…
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And Here We Are.
It’s been so long since I wrote on this neglected little space of mine. I wonder when I hit publish if it even will, or just collapse like a dying star. Ah well. 😉 In the nearly 4 years I’ve been off this space, so much has happened and yet – so much is the…
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Flashbacks
I stopped at Starbucks a while ago, and a barista who has worked there for years (and saw me come in all the time after Kaden died and I was writing for Babble) asked what I’d been up to lately. “Are you still writing?” she said while tapping in my order to the screen. I…
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Six Years Out
*If you don’t like to read bad words, don’t read this. If you read it anyway, don’t write and chide me on it. I cuss pretty regularly in real life and censor a ton on here, but today wasn’t the day to censor and it certainly isn’t the day to call me on it. Six…