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For the love of Suddenlies

Grief has a way of changing you. I never really understood it until about two years ago even though I’ve had my fair share of grief before that. Grief. What is it? Depends on where you look. You can google... Continue Reading →

For the Love of Yes

I am writing this sitting in an amphitheater overlooking the Columbia River Gorge. I remember when I first sat in these seats. It was the first time I stepped onto this property taking in all of its beauty. I was... Continue Reading →

You Are Enough

You know, every now and then I slip. Not like, whoops, it was a little too soapy in the shower and I almost lost my balance. No. I mean slip like I'm going down a hill unable to fully maneuver... Continue Reading →

For the Love of Seasons

I failed, like completely this month. I've not posted a single blog. I've written but focused my attention on other things. With the month winding down, I wanted to post a very late October for the love of post. Stay... Continue Reading →

For The Love of Atonement

When the year began there was excitement. I expected the year to be absolutely unforgettable. I pictured myself getting established in the HR field. I imagined myself to have fulfilled a bunch of my dreams. As the first half of... Continue Reading →

Temper Tantrums

"Temper, temper. I wouldn't dream of challenging you." My favorite movie growing up was Lion King. I couldn't watch the part where Mufasa died. I'd literally fast forward or I'd cry. To this day I could recite the movie and... Continue Reading →

Unallowing Weeds To Grow

You know, as I sit here stewing, I'm beginning to find humor in the situation. The world has some pretty shady people in it. I already knew that. But, with the struggles of fighting an up hill battle at work... Continue Reading →

A Mini Lesson on Self-Worth

This morning I woke up frustrated. I didn't get enough sleep even though my body comfortably conformed with my new mattress. I tossed and turned thinking of all the things still left undone before we move the three years of... Continue Reading →

For The Love Of Anticipation

My brother and I are a lot like my dad: we're dreamers. Not to say my mom isn't. But, she's more of a factual, be in the present kind of gal. My dad, on the other hand, he loved to... Continue Reading →

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