But its clear now that I have tried to make a permanent home out of this temporary situation and like a Bear awakening in the Spring, I realize my Languishing Cave cannot sustain me much longer. If I stay, I will eventually starve. My carefully constructed refuge now only offers the illusion of safety. Lingering here too long will bring about my own ruin. And I know it.
And yet…
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I put off starting this post quite a bit this year and had trouble putting my finger on why that…
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So many things in 2019 have forced me to stop and take stock of my life decisions. I’ve spent countless…
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Birthdays have always been a big deal to me. Truthfully, I used to celebrate my entire birth month but then…
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I have been an adult for quite some time. I have two degrees (blah… student debt), a husband, a kid, a…
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It’s Monday and my mind is unfocused. In a last ditch attempt to get some work done, I thought I…
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Playtime is among my favorite time. When we first had Holland, I was very unsure of how to “play” with…
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Sometime this Fall, right around the time that Baby “Florken” (or the “Blorken” as many of you have been referring…