hope
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If someone looked only at the statistics of my life, they might summarize it with a short sentence: three marriages, three divorces. Numbers are tidy that way. They flatten years of love, struggle, growth, and change into something that looks like 1 simple fact from the outside. But real relationships are not tidy. They are… Read more
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Living in a body that won’t cooperate is like slow-onset torture. For years, my hips haven’t just hurt—they’ve held me back. At first, just a little. Gradually, over the years, more and more. Simple things—bending, walking, standing, even trying to sleep—have been battles I’ve fought quietly (and sometimes not so quietly) every day. I scheduled… Read more
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There’s a particular sting that comes with realizing I missed the ⚠️ warning signs ⚠️ — the red flags 🚩🚩🚩practically waving like parade banners while I smiled and said, “No, no, they’re probably just having a rough day.” It’s not stupidity, and it’s not willful blindness. It’s my reflex to hope. I want to see… Read more
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January 2009 – I chose 5 blog posts and re-wrote it all as one post with some deeper reflection. Much of that month was spent healing, and on major painkillers, so the original posts were “blurry” so to speak. New Year’s Eve came and went quietly, like it had for years. We stayed home. The… Read more
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