Sometimes, I still think about sitting in front of Mommy’s dresser and sneaking in a swipe of her expired lipstick.
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I remember beginning this year with much hope like I always do. I had written down my plans for the year only to scrap most of them as early as March. But then, there are things I never planned for, too.
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Are you all Zoomed out and muting your group chats? How do you keep yourself from isolating yourself from your social circles but allowing yourself to enjoy me time, too?
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I love subscribing to newsletters but I actually don’t have my own. Sharing a few of my favorite newsletters and wondering what I’d write about if I had one.
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I wonder, what would she say to me today?
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I was in first grade when two of my friends started talking about this girl they didn’t like. They called her “Apple.” It was…
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I’m always worried I’ll forget things and nobody will be there to remind me.
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Why the loneliest days come after you bury the dead.
When death comes,
the support is almost immediate, overwhelming even. Messages of
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On the last night of my Daddy’s wake, my brothers and I shared a few words with family and friends, who shared in our grief, celebrated our father’s life, and told us of the wonderful man he was to them when he was still alive.
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For as long as I can remember, I’ve always been the kind of person who honors traditions. I stick to the same plan every year, never really changing what I’ve grown accustomed to doing growing up.
