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The Beatitudes.
A few days ago, I was listening to a friend’s live video on Facebook. I was haphazardly checking in on FB when her live video came up. I felt like I just had a life-changing moment, all by co-accident (coincidence+accident). I wanted to scream at the computer screen because of some of the things she…
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We’re all just children.
We all need the same things: water, sleep, food, and love. That’s my simple approach to life. This being my fortieth year of living, I have come to find out that not much has changed over the years. We all love someone, have hopes, dreams and of course, fears. We will always want our mothers…
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the ebb and flow of doubt
About 3 1/2 years ago, I made a conscious decision to stop teaching to start a business. One of the reasons I had decided to move beyond from the formal education field was because I could no longer lie to my students. I told them to follow their dreams and chase them; but I was…
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So, what did you do?
What can I say? Toronto was good to me. I enjoyed the opportunity to relax alone (although that sounds bad; I love mi familia dearly). All-in-all, it was an awesome trip. I did, however, notice a couple of things about myself as I reflect. When you tell people that you went away on a trip,…
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40 for 40: Am I Adulting Yet?
I turned 40 the other day. It’s funny because I remember my Aunt Betty’s 40th birthday party that my dad and his siblings planned for her. It was at her sister’s house. We all hid in the kitchen, with the lights off until she came to the house. Then we all yelled,”Surprise! Happy Birthday.” It…
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A Thank You Letter (My Ode to Mr. Gaillard)
Dear Mr. Gaillard, I wanted to take this time to write to you. Albeit my feelings are disheveled because I know that this is a letter you’ll never get to read, I’m still writing it anyway. Where do I begin? You had such a profound impact on me as a beginner band student and ultimately…
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Fear: Is a Hell of a drug
If depression was my most favorite blanket, fear was my comfort food. I’d eat it before I brushed my teeth, ate it three (3) times per day and as a snack between meals. I was consuming fear at an alarming rate. It started off as something I did every once in a while, casually,…
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The FEAR of falling
But what caused all of this? I’m glad you asked. My family and I were attending a wedding. I was about 14 years old at the time. At this point, we’re at the reception. The Reverend asked everyone to stand, to say the food blessing. We walked in through the side door, having just arrived…
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FEAR: Prepared or Naw
Fear is like a damn bloomin’ onion; there are so many freakin’ layers. I’ve been going through this metamorphosis as of the last two weeks. My mind has been shifting away from the idea of fear. But before I get to that, lemme tell you what I realized first. I consider myself to be a…
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