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The North Star
There is a star in the northern sky that has outlasted empires, storms, and time itself. The North Star. Constant, unwavering, a fixed point when all else seems to drift away. Sailors once trusted it with their lives, wanderers with their return, lovers with their hope. I’ve spent a lifetime looking for my North Star.…
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Staying Far Too Long
For her, it wasn’t the cheating that finally broke her. That had her wanting to leave the relationship. Yes, it hurt. Yes, it was devastating. But she loved him, and she wanted to believe him. She clung to the denials — It never happened. It would never happen. Even when she discovered the second time,…
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On the Brink
The text said this “I will head to the UP for two weeks of camping. Then I will begin the journey of reinventing myself, with a lot of mindful focus on the present. I suspect at some time I will want to connect and seek reassurances that I was never going to fix things given…
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Heavy Today
If I’m being completely honest, I’m not okay.Today feels… heavy. Messy. Raw. I’m definitely sitting in my feelings-trying to let them be what they are without judging them, but it’s hard when there’s so much noise around me. I’m surrounded by people I love, people who care, but each voice seems to pull me in…
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Restored, Not Perfect
There are a lot of exciting things happening in my life right now – and honestly, I feel incredibly blessed. Grateful in ways I can’t always put into words. One of the biggest things I’m currently working on is buying a home. And let me just say – it’s about time! As the kids and…
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Hand In Hand
The hardest part of healing is recognizing that love and hate go hand in hand. We have this notion that when we hate someone, we suddenly no longer love them.That could not be more wrong. Love, authentic love, does not simply disappear when we are wronged. It doesn’t vanish the moment betrayal enters the room. …
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Leading with a Heavy Heart
“I know they are always talking about me,” she said, crumbling in my arms as tears streamed down her face. She wasn’t being dramatic-she was being honest. My employee, a kind soul who just wanted to belong. And as I held her, my heart split into two-I knew that pain. Too well. There’s a specific…


