Note to Self #15

There’s a saying about staring at a closed door for so long, you don’t notice that other doors have opened.

How about staring really long at a door that opened because you didn’t expect what was behind it? How do you decide if you should walk through?… Read more

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Note to Self #8

It hurts that much because you loved that much.

You chose to love, knowing full well that you can be hurt. But you loved, anyway. Because you believed in the possibility of something greater. And that – the belief, the hope, the possibility – shouldn’t die when the hurt sets in.… Read more

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Bittersweet.

Three weeks into 2017, I was faced with the possibility of love, romance, and marriage.  I clung to it, not knowing that it would be the source of much grief and pain for many months to come.  In my impetuousness, I ran headlong into a relationship that was my undoing.… Read more

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Free to Choose.

Temperatures are rising and tempers are flaring as we inch closer to election day.  This is the first time I have seen our nation in such a divisive state over politics.  My social media feed has never seen so much emotionally loaded speech in its ten-year existence.  … Read more

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