Through the Drips…

Had another blog nicely prepared. Was all puffed up about it, too. Felt like I might be on a roll and it felt good. Seconds before I click PUBLISH, however, doubt hits. It’s not that great, really, I tell myself. Too heavy. Too normal. It’s all been said before. I close the computer. Dejected, frustration …

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A way to innocence…

She was born a decade after the Civil War. Her Irish parents emigrated in the 1850s. Because they chose Canada, they were not caught up in that terrible mess in the States, with one exception. Their farm sat at the end of the Underground Railway. Her father was a farmer and shopkeeper. At least, those …

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Time to change it up…

Dearest friends, Breaking is never easy, but I’m broken today in a way I’d not expected to be. I’ve actually been feeling confident. Imagine. Not so now. My chest aches, my throat keeps constricting, and the tears I’d hoped had dried up for a bit, are back in torrential style. Of course, you’re asking “why?” …

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And The Next Topic Is… (drum roll please!)

Addiction. I think it’s a good follow-up. People easily become addicted to money from worrying about it, to making it, so it’s kind of a no-brainer segue. When you think about it, it’s easy to see why people become hooked on a lot of things actually. Just like sex, drugs, and rock and roll, certain …

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