The birth and death of a people pleaser

The memory’s as sharp and fuzzy as 40 years in between allows, but I think I remember because it’s the day I was born a people pleaser. I had never been to Guys and Dolls salon before, but my hair needed a trim and whoever was in charge of me thought it was a good...

State of Bliss

I am so ding-dang excited I'm having to restrain my fingers from typing THIS ENTIRE POST IN CAPS!  Out of the utmost concern and courtesy for those offended by screamy letters (and potentially excessive exclamation points), please consider… My Top Five...

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