memories
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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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Can you share a positive example of where you’ve felt loved? Back in 2008, I met a man named Jason. We found each other online during a strange pause in my life—right after I broke my foot. He lived in the same town, knew some of the same people. Our paths had circled each other… Read more
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Back in October I was able to find a roof through a friend of a friend. We are now staying in the home of a guy named Chris. He had a spare bedroom, so the boys and I were able to take it until we get on our feet again. That way we can all… Read more
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As long as I could remember I knew that my “dad” wasn’t my biological father. He helped raise me and he was there for me. He was/is a wonderful dad. However, I always longed to know the man with whom I shared genetics. When I was 19 years old my mom looked him up –… Read more
