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Knowing When To Quit
Quitting isn’t necessarily a bad thing. It simply means redirecting yourself. Here is one experience I had with quitting.
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Losing Your Mom at 18: A Poem
I have been thinking a lot lately about loss. About death and conversely about life. These thoughts don’t inundate me by chance. This month, 21 years ago, my mom died. She had breast cancer. She was 51. When she died, my brother had just turned 18. Familiarly close to both of my children’s ages now.…
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Mourning A Loss Of A Friend
One of my friends died on Sunday. She wasn’t a close friend or a best friend, but a friend. She was my sweet friend. I met her though the repeated crossing of our daughter’s paths. I did not know her intimately. We merely shared stories and smiles at back to school nights, PTA board meetings,…