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Today it has been 18 years. 18 years since I saw my sister’s smile. 18 years since I heard my mother’s laugh. . 18 years ago today my childhood came to a sudden halt, and as a young teenager I grew up in seconds. Today, I miss the innocence of my naïve youth. . Today it has been 18 years. 18 years since I sought my older sister’s advice. 18 years since… Read More
I am sitting here in what has morphed into my usual writing spot. It’s a chair that we bought second hand, it has spots of wear that show someone loved it before me. I love each spot of this chair because I like to believe that someone likely sat here passing the hours doing something they love, much like I am doing now. I like to imagine the happiness that someone else… Read More
My Perfect Breakdown 