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in the accident that caused me to lose my sense of smell, change my career and
My dad taught me to see red tail hawks along the highway and told me that when you see a hawk, it’s a sign that everything is going to be okay.
It was Jake’s idea which I capitalized on because we were both so tired of looking at the many, many, many (honestly so many) pee spots the dog has a…
" I suddenly had an image of myself on a ferry on the Detroit River on a cloudy day en route to a place with this name.
Last time I wrote a post, I wrote about the importance of balance in my life, of finding time to do the things that matter.
Wedding invitations, birthday cards, sympathy notes: the way all of those are perfect, squared up, neat representations for things that are, in truth…
but at the time I figured someone like Daniel knew a crime when he saw one.
So before she had met me, this stranger had scolded me twice.
I was riding on the wings of a new life in Manila, and I had nothing and was no one but I was working on owning something and being someone.