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It’s hard to explain, but anything I’ve ever made fun of (ex. Mini vans), or things I’ve feared (Cancer, mom passing young) has been, ever so gently, placed right in my lap to deal with. Yes, so I honestly don’t make fun of anything anymore,….karma, or whatever it is, hasContinue Reading

Sticky
brown and green grass field during sunset

We’re not the first, and we won’t be the last to see a year like this one was. Today, on the last day of 2020, I’m choosing to feel blessed and humbled by the year’s lessons thrown at us from multiple directions. Mass illnesses have happened before, horrible racial dividesContinue Reading