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I flip chicken fingers and wonder what my ancestors ate when they lacked motivation to cook.
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I write about feeling drained by people demanding answers, doubts, and nitpicking before I have room to think.
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I wake up with allergies, have a hard day, and try to remember tomorrow can still get better.
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I compare the bags under my eyes to eye black after a tiring week and look forward to a quieter weekend.
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I realize Kylie found my blog by searching for herself and is quietly reading the birthday posts I wrote about her.
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I remind myself on an up-and-down day that I am still here and need to keep pressing forward.
Finding My Margin
I write about finding margin after my workload tripled and forced me to make room for work, writing, and rest.
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I admit the blues are back and that I cannot seem to shake them.
Looking Forward to 2018
I look toward 2018 through margin, focus, work, life, and finding a way to slow down before burning out.
Turning 8 Years Old
I celebrate Kylie's eighth birthday through a photoshoot, sparkly dresses, her personality, and what she keeps teaching me.
38 - Don’t Let Them Use You
On my 38th birthday, I reflect on being too nice, work, parenting, and learning not to let people use me.
Great Conversations as Podcasts
I think about podcasts as great conversations and how they filled a lonely gap when I lived in Syracuse.
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I have to tell my daughter to stop reading The BFG and get ready for bed.
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I celebrate the kind of night that goes in a completely different direction than planned.
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I admit feeling defeated by the difficulty of single parenting.