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So…This Is Really Happening?

This is the last post I am writing before the new “era” begins. The last time President Obama will be at the helm of the United States when I hit “publish.”

It still seems so surreal. I feel like I’m bracing myself for a really scary roller coaster ride that I never wanted to be on. Continue reading “So…This Is Really Happening?”

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One Small but Powerful Step in the Right Direction

Some say we are hitting an exhaustion factor when it comes to thinking about America’s “new reality.” OMG…if I have to read or hear ONE MORE THING about the presidential election, I’m going to lose it! Enough already! 

But if this whole experience has taught us anything, it’s that any time you throw your hands up and say, “I’m out,” you lose whatever chance you had to make a difference. Continue reading “One Small but Powerful Step in the Right Direction”

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When in Doubt, Just Trust Your Hand

Sometimes the littlest offhand comment can leave quite the impact. More than hit the mark for which it was aimed, it can also serve to have meaning far beyond what it was intended…if you let it. Continue reading “When in Doubt, Just Trust Your Hand”

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It’s Very Difficult to Say Looking in Your Eyes

There is an unfortunate growth of mob mentality happening in the U.S. these days. It’s heartbreaking to me because it is rooted in negativity, hatred, and fear…and that never goes anywhere good. Continue reading “It’s Very Difficult to Say Looking in Your Eyes”

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Don’t Look Down

As I sit with my keyboard in front of me, I recall a story my dad told me long ago about how he learned to type—way back in the days of Remingtons and Coronas. For me, it’s one of those stories that goes well beyond the whats and whys and is nestled in a little corner of my heart. Continue reading “Don’t Look Down”

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When Dreams Sit on a Comfortable “Someday” Shelf

…It Too Often Is Where They Remain

It was never a dream of mine to, while sitting in the backseat of a car going 55 mph, hold hands with someone sitting in the backseat of another car…but I did it. It was not one of my brighter decisions, though I must admit it was exhilarating. It was an impulsive risk, and it’s the kind I’ve taken at times throughout my life.

Continue reading “When Dreams Sit on a Comfortable “Someday” Shelf”