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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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Continue reading →: Things I Thought I’d Have Figured Out by NowAlmost fifty, and I still haven’t figured out fitted sheets, what’s for dinner, or how to be a proper adult. Maybe nobody really has it figured out. Maybe we’re all just winging it—with a little humor, a lot of life experience, and different shades of eyeliner.
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Continue reading →: So Apparently, I Have a Blog NowThis morning started with a pumpkin spice coffee and a pumpkin spice cinnamon roll. Because apparently, once I commit to pumpkin spice, I commit. Nothing particularly exciting. Nothing life-changing. Just coffee, breakfast, and an ordinary morning. And somehow, I ended up with a blog. Apparently, this is what I do…
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