Life

Seven Years

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Seven years can change everything.  I walked out of the house the other day and for the first time, I did not have issues about this moment. It's not about 'coming to terms', but maybe it's about 'coming to a new place'. Maybe it is a sign that my soul has learned how to handle this … Continue reading Seven Years

Mid-Week Musings

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"This life, which had been the tomb of his virtue and of his honour, is but a walking shadow; a poor player, that struts and frets his hour upon the stage, and then is heard no more: it is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing." -William Shakespeare I am … Continue reading Mid-Week Musings

Is The Pen Mightier Than The Sword?

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Is The Pen Mightier Than The Sword? I was exceptionally lucky to be gifted with my writing voice relatively young. Being vocal with the written word is something that runs in my family, but for years, I kept things bottled up and didn’t have a lot to say. Being told “Write what you know, think, … Continue reading Is The Pen Mightier Than The Sword?