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6 weeks with Martina
I'm 6 weeks post partum and I'm wondering - is it too late to write my birth story ( Read more... ) -
crazy doll dreams
I rarely dream, and if I do I rarely remember ( Read more... ) -
you are gold
When your husband wakes up with a start and his first thought is that you're dead - you know it's going to be a great day.
For a new grandmother, meals shared with each other's families and a five-year-old who makes greeting cards, and perfectly cooked lamb and coming home to each other every night - I am grateful for all I have. And for everyone ( Read more... ) -
the crazy ones
The truth is I'm not scared anymore, even if the future is so uncertain. Theres only one person who asked -- but no I'm not pregnant hahaha yet i have this boy who wants to marry me sooner than i expected - and the wedding is happening really soon - in 39 days - and we got engaged what? 3 months ago.
Crazy as that sounds it's even crazier planning a ( Read more... ) -
the battle of who could care less
I have to remember that sometimes, taking care of feelings is more important than being right. That keeping quiet requires as much grace, if not more, than standing up before a crowd. That we have to learn to be compassionate because karma will eventually hit, and it happens to the best of us.
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bye bye venus
I paid my bills, paid for a new laptop that will hopefully arrive next week, and reconfigured my financial plan.
I wore my special underwear, finished strong in my morning workout, and in the evening ate a whole 4 cheese pizza by myself.
The highlight of the day is my first calligraphy lesson with Alessa - we are learning together, and aim to one ( Read more... ) -
for all their hearts' desires
When I stop writing, I get into a lot of trouble ( Read more... ) -
on being constructive
In the middle of a heated argument, love is
me, putting down the phone so we can both take a breather, calling you back after five seconds.
you, putting down the phone so you can take a shower, calling me back after twenty minutes, and with a less drained heart telling me: everything will be all right.
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