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The Quiet Magic of a Fresh Notebook
Continue reading…: The Quiet Magic of a Fresh NotebookThere is a distinct kind of quiet excitement that comes with holding a brand new, unopened…
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I Have Nothing to Prove Anymore
Continue reading…: I Have Nothing to Prove AnymoreFor a very long time, I thought I had to prove that I was good enough.…
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Why I Keep Writing Things Down
Continue reading…: Why I Keep Writing Things DownI don’t really know when it became a habit. Maybe it started with my childhood diaries.…
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The Things My Daughters Taught Me Without Knowing
Continue reading…: The Things My Daughters Taught Me Without KnowingI sometimes wonder if my daughters know how much they have taught me. Probably not. Children…
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Here’s to the Life I Chose
Continue reading…: Here’s to the Life I ChoseI told the baker I didn’t want a number on my birthday cake. No number. No…
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I Don’t Want My Old Life Back
Continue reading…: I Don’t Want My Old Life BackIt was a life without God. That’s the simplest answer I can give. When I think…
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A Letter From Someone Who Read My Story
Continue reading…: A Letter From Someone Who Read My StoryThere are some letters you keep because they remind you of who you were. And then…
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If You’re Reading This at 2 A.M.
Continue reading…: If You’re Reading This at 2 A.M.If you’re reading this at two o’clock in the morning… there’s a good chance your heart…
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The Freedom of an Unplanned Afternoon
Continue reading…: The Freedom of an Unplanned AfternoonThere was a time when an empty afternoon didn’t feel like freedom. It felt dangerous. Too…
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Borrowed Strength
Continue reading…: Borrowed StrengthPeople sometimes tell me, “You’re so strong.” I smile. Then I quietly shake my head. Because…
