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  • Letting Go

    The day is creeping in, and no amount of stalling, crying, stomping, or pouting will slow it down. My baby, the sweet boy I gave birth to in a flash of eighteen years, will…

    Aug 8
  • Why My House is Messy

    I’m a self-proclaimed neat freak who is drawn to the messy. Yeah, before you say it, I know. I’m a walking dichotomy. In college, a clean dorm room was a must. Curling iron and…

    Jun 6