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We don’t just move on, and stop grieving our loved ones. We grieve, because we love, and love is lasting. What happens is that we learn how to move forward, heartache and all. We learn how to live with the grief. In some cases, we learn to love again. Grief is different for everyone. It’s…
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Imagine watching your loved one cry on such a level that you didn’t even know was possible. Their very soul is falling to pieces in front of your eyes. You helplessly hold them, knowing nothing in this entire world can bring them comfort. Imagine watching your loved one go from being filled with happiness, and…
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When I started this blog, it was in the midst of a pretty stressful period. I had a bunch of doctor’s appointments, which was new since I usually only go once or twice a year, kicking and screaming. Some appointments were with specialists, which gets costly and that added to the stress in significant ways.…
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One night, while everyone else was sleeping, I was wide awake, feeling antsy. I was mindlessly scrolling on my laptop, when I felt an overwhelming urge to check out WordPress. I checked out the different price points, looked into having my own domain, and started to develop an idea of what I wanted to pay…
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I know evil. I’ve felt its touch on my bare flesh. Always without my consent. I’ve heard its whisper in my ear. Telling me all the vile things it had planned for me. Telling me how sexy it was to watch my face as I was paralyzed by fear and the drugs they had slipped…
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The endometriosis kept getting worse, and after multiple procedures to remove the tissue from other organs, paired with the miscarriage, I had a hysterectomy. Now it was final. I most certainly would never carry a child. I’d never give birth. There were other options, but it seemed anytime I considered them God made the option…
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There are numerous videos of people burning, stomping on, cutting up, and just plain destroying the American flag. These videos sicken and anger me. If you are able to destroy the American flag, I question your character. I question whether or not you even have a soul. One thing is for certain, you have never…
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Growing up, I wanted to be a variety of things ranging from a boy, ice skater, ballerina, teacher, dragon to a housewife. Through the ever changing list, one always remained. I wanted to be a mom. The older I got, the more intense the desire to have kids became. At one point, I stopped caring…
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Recently, I’ve been accused of being racist, and not a Christian. My crime? Not liking Meghan Markle. I firmly believe that she is fake. She’s a manipulative, lying, conniving woman, that I once thought highly of. For some people, they can’t see past race, so if you don’t like someone who is even remotely black,…
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