Tag: friends
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Life of the Party
Caller: “What’s up, man? How are you?” Me: “I’m cool. What’s up?” Caller: “Did you hear anything about Brad passing away?” A wave of numbness crossed my tongue as I held a shallow breath. Me: “Naw, man….I haven’t heard that,” sounding perplexed. Caller: “Someone’s calling. I gotta take this call. I’ll…I’ll call you back. Bye.”…
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The Life of the Party
I never thought I would have much in common between me and Jeff Goldlum, but here we are. From one party goer to the life of the party…cheers.
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Painting in Gray
The author shares their deep love for Christmas but struggles with feelings of sadness during the season. They reflect on the impact of weather on their mood, the weight of grief around them, and emphasize the importance of acknowledging emotions without the need to fix them.
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The Nudge We All Need
The elephant in the room says I haven’t been posting much. Who asked you, Ms. Elephant? Honestly, I probably wouldn’t have posted tonight, but I got a nudge from an unexpected source . More about that in a moment. First, Let me explain where I’ve been. My last post was published on October 23, 2019…
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FEAR: I Don’t Want To Lose You
Before we begin: I started this series called “FEAR” two years ago this month. It has done me some good and hopefully has helped you recognize motivations in your own lives. I have been learning more about myself as a result of delving into fear more than I ever have. It’s a beautiful thing,…
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when do you know the dance has ended? (part 2)
Well? Do you know when? Would you say it’s when the song begins to slow down or when it fades out? I’ve taken some time to really think about this, but not from the angle you might think. There are two people in a ballroom. One person asks the other to dance. The other agrees. They…
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when do you know the dance has ended? (part 1)
Well? Do you know when? Would you say it’s when the song begins to slow down or when it fades out? I’ve taken some time to really think about this, but not from the angle you might think. There are two people in a ballroom. One person asks the other to dance. The other agrees. They…
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the Art in my Heart (part 2)
Happiness. Happiness is the only word I can use to describe that night. For a split second at the airport (en route to Charlotte), I thought, “Is this totally crazy? Like, what gives you the right? This is just a little crazy.” Nevertheless, I went. I had such a grand time. The people that he…
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the Art in my Heart (part 1)
Recently, a dear friend named Arthur was opening a new studio named Haven. He’s a talented guy and painting is just one of his many talents. I’ve known him for over 20 years. I think we met in middle school. I always remembered that he was always a nice guy. He never bothered anyone; just…
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The Character of Imperfections
I have often had a hard time determining who was genuinely for me, and those who just hung around. You see, I suffer from what is known as imperfectus charctus: Lacking the ability to see people for who they really are. It is pretty interesting because I’ve always been this way, or at least used to…
