I am your place. I am your place to land in this world. My door is always open, my heart there for you, I…
Finding Joy Blog
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I saw him get off the bus. I knew immediately, the way we moms just know, that something was wrong. I could see him…
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It’s such a lonely place. I know, my friend, I know. This is a safe space here, a sacred conversation between you and me,…
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Several years ago my best friend Maria and I attended one of those paint and sip classes. The room was filled with people all…
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I have this pan. I hate it really. It’s worn and beat up. The surface that was supposed to not show scratches shows ridges…
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sweet kids. I have always loved you. Like always. Sometimes even with the love I wonder. I wonder what you remember. I wonder if…