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Sometimes life gives you long stretches where you’re on your own, maybe you’ve been single for years, or maybe you lost someone important and are figuring out how to keep going. I Myself have lived through both scenarios, once I was living single for a long stretch by choice, and quite happy. The last 16…
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How do you plan your goals? I try to be honest always, never been good at lying really. Well, kinda good at lying to myself at times about what I’m going to do, plan to do or have to do, YES… It gets different as you age, you see the goals you failed to reach…
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Create an emergency preparedness plan. Emergency preparedness is something that I do without much thought… I’m the proverbial boy scout, girl scout… I live in the Deep Coastal South, tropical storms, hurricane warnings, and tornado warnings are on my radar. I live on a dirt road in a rural county. Power outages, loss of water,…
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Searching for Light Amid Uncertainty There are moments in life when the heaviness of absence—missing those we love, missing what once was—settles deeply into the soul. I am feeling this deeply, my empathy feels the world’s burdens as they seem to press more firmly upon my shoulders. I miss too many of the ones who…
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Finding Grace Amid the Whirlwind of Life There’s a peculiar art to living in “Jesus Take the Wheel” mode—an act of surrender that feels half like freefall, half like faith, especially here amid the kaleidoscopic commotion of everyday life here in America lately. Each day unfolds with its own choreography of chaos: headlines that render…
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The Nerve Fraying Agony of Overused Phrases Yes, we live in a world saturated with language, where words whirl past us in coffee shops, at work, and through the endless stream of digital conversations that are now everywhere you go. I admit it seems that certain phrases linger longer in my mind than others and…
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The dawn declares itself this morning with a pink glow that receded into a warm filtering sunlight that made the heavy dew glistens on the leaves as it inched up into the sky… The light growing and glowing over land that has learned to endure the languor of August. The sun, ever faithful, lifts itself…
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The Quiet Sanctuary of Swampy Bottom Acres There is a gentle power in the quiet places we call our own. Peace, so often sought in distant lands or through complicated means, is sometimes waiting beneath our very feet—woven into the soil, the sound of the rain on the tin roof, the whispers of the wind…
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Journalism is the profession I admire most. A much younger me, had the dream of becoming a newspaper writer, a journalist, columnist, the female version of Lewis Grizzard. In a world full of noise and misinformation, REAL journalists stand out as the people who dig for the facts and share them with everyone, even when…
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Reflections on the Pulse of a Weekday Morning There is a distinct flavor to waking up on a Monday. I was raised to see Sunday as the Seventh Day, the day God rested… Monday signals a new week one that will end with a day of rest reflection and recovery lately… The sun rises as…
Dirt Road Therapy 