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Halloween for Thanksgiving

“Time to come back with a vengeance.”  ~ Sloane Wilke Barely over a month ago I made that bold declaration.  Words and ideas churn constantly from the deepest corners of my mind– overdrive times a million– just not in this … Continue reading

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Fall

Countless entries commence with my [insert negative words here] over how infrequently I blog. How much has transpired and how impossible it would be to bring you fully up to speed. I’m reluctant to promise entries on a regular basis … Continue reading

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Birfday

33 years ago something truly epic transpired… I am so humbled by the outpouring of love and support on my special day.  Thank you to everyone who messaged/commented/texted– each and every word was read and appreciated.  How grateful I am to … Continue reading

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6 years of Tatum

⭐️ Tatum Maris Reed ⭐️ …turned six years old on 21 February!  My precious Pisces princess [alliteration, anyone?] celebrates another year of making our world a better place.  Time truly flies.  Within a matter of days her brother blows out … Continue reading

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2018

Our official family shot for the holidays.  Normally I use Red Stamp to make a card out of it but that simply isn’t feasible this year.  As with most of my stylish attire, the vest, leggings, and boots come from … Continue reading

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Joey

My beloved finally came home.  One day.  That’s precisely how long we lasted before beer entered the equation.  Just 24 hours and it was off to the races.  How the hell did it even happen?  This wasn’t the plan– far … Continue reading

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March forward

None of the following updates would be possible without sobriety.  I’m grateful and humbled.  Not everyone lives to tell about it.  Only an hour after I snapped this selfie in the sunlight I was sitting in a funeral.  Why?  Never … Continue reading

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