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Broken Open

We think we have it figured out. We have our jobs, our families, our friends, our routines. And then something happens that makes us realize that we really don’t have it all figured out. 303 more words


Both Sides Now

“Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.”

Rabindranath Tagore

Intentional Living


An open birthday letter to my eldest daughter.

Dear Blondie,

You’re officially 10. Double digits. A tween. How in the world did this happen? And when I say how in the world, what I really mean is HOW IN THE HELL but that’s not okay for you to say right now because you’re 10. 780 more words