brokenhearted
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Memories
Memories are the threads that bind us to the past, weaving a tapestry of love and connection that transcends time. Every weekend spent with my mom holds a treasure trove of moments that I cling to dearly. From cheering on our girls at basketball games to the wild dance parties…
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Echoes of Love: Navigating Grief and Family Turmoil
Grief has a way of revealing the hidden fractures in relationships, turning strong bonds fragile and brittle. My sister and I, once united in the aftermath of our mother’s passing, found ourselves at odds over the estate settlement. The tipping point was the decision to hire a lawyer for the…
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Pictures
I used to hate pictures. I hated the way I looked. I hated the way my fat roll stuck out just a little too much or the way my teeth looked a little crooked. I hated how pale I looked or the way my hair was. It doesn’t matter. For…
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Grief – She Should Be Here
Today was rough. Today was my youngest daughter, Adira’s, first soccer game since my mom passed. I couldn’t help but feel like someone was missing at the game. She should be here. She should have been here to see her play her little heart out. She should be here to…