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Writing Is The Freedom I Didn't Know I Needed
It’s a Sunday morning. I’m drinking coffee from one of my infamous mugs, enjoying the sun beaming through the window, and waiting for...
Jun 14, 20212 min read

You Exist, You Matter, You Are Here
By the time I was born, my Nana had retired from a long career as a licensed practical nurse. I never saw her in uniform or was able to...
Mar 4, 20192 min read
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