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Continue reading →: When Someone Messes With My RoutineMy morning routine got turned completely upside down—no full workout, no morning latte, and a meeting with the vampires. 🧛♀️🩸 Thankfully, Chris is along for moral support, and there are a few pretty good things waiting on the other side.
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Continue reading →: I Didn’t Give Up Good Food. I Just Got Creative.A health scare changed the way I looked at food, but it didn’t mean giving up everything I loved. From low-carb swaps and homemade takeout to becoming my own barista, I learned that sometimes you don’t have to go without—you just have to get a little creative.
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Continue reading →: Don’t Call It Basic. It’s Hood BougiePumpkin spice, flannels, Halloween decorations and boots that look like Wookiees on my feet. Call it basic if you want—I call it hood bougie.
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Continue reading →: Tell Them You’re Proud of ThemSometimes four simple words—“I’m proud of you”—can mean everything. Real support doesn’t need an audience. It shows up when nobody else is watching.
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Continue reading →: Apparently, This Is the Good StuffMaybe a good life isn’t one big, spectacular thing. Maybe it’s a whole bunch of little things we almost forget to notice—the coffee, the laughter, the phone calls, and the perfectly ordinary moments that turn out to be the good stuff.
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Continue reading →: The Many Faces of Tim CurryTim Curry had been part of my movie memories since I was a kid—I just didn’t realize all those wildly different characters were the same man. From Wadsworth and Darkness to Pennywise and Frank-N-Furter, each one left a completely different impression. This isn’t a sad goodbye. It’s a celebration of…
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Continue reading →: Grieving Someone Who Never Knew My NameYesterday, I cried over someone who didn’t know I existed. Dolly Parton’s passing made me think about why we grieve people we’ve never met—and why knowing someone personally isn’t a requirement for their life to have meant something to ours.
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Continue reading →: Somewhere Along the Way, I Started Keeping Promises to MyselfSome promises take a morning to keep. Others take almost a lifetime. Somewhere along the way, I stopped putting an expiration date on my dreams and started becoming someone I could count on.
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Continue reading →: A Case of the MondaysI used to wake up angry just because it was Monday. These days, Monday mornings look a little different—five miles, a homemade vanilla latte, gratitude, and another day I’m thankful to have.
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Continue reading →: Don’t Leave Before the Miracle HappensSome mornings remind us that the biggest blessings aren’t always the biggest things. Five miles, a homemade latte, another birthday on the horizon—and the realization that growing older might just be one of life’s greatest gifts.
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