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The Price Tag of Love
There is a quote that says, “Grief is the price we pay for love.” I’ve thought about that a lot over the years. The older I get, the more I think grief isn’t a bill you pay once and move on from. It’s a weight you agree to carry for…
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Loving Her Enough to Let Her Go
I’ve spent the last several months carrying around a weight that I haven’t wanted to name. It’s the kind of weight that sits in the pit of your stomach when you know a decision is coming, but saying it out loud somehow makes it real. We have made the decision…
Keep readingClapping for Myself
For years I’ve been the person who circles birthdays and work anniversaries or sets email reminders for the bosses. I make sure the cards get passed around, that everyone has a chance to sign them, that no one is accidentally overlooked. It’s one of those small, invisible things that helps…
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