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five. see the Red Sox play with my dad.

lessons from the running trail.

Growing up, I can’t say that I ever felt beautiful. I was tall and scrawny with big, frizzy hair and a gap in my front teeth wider than the Grand Canyon. Most of my clothes were hand-me-downs from the girls at church, so they were often out of style and far too short for my gangling limbs (when capris came back in, I cringed, recalling all of the jokes about

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time is irrelevant right now.

I wish I could press pause right now, I really do. That might seem crazy when the whole world seems to be on a collective pause, thanks to this crazy virus and our even crazier government that can’t seem to get a handle on it. But life hasn’t slowed down for me since COVID came crashing into our lives. Very much the opposite, in fact. While I am unbelievably grateful

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dig in.

five. see the Red Sox play with my dad.

beauty isn’t skin deep.

inclinations.

lessons from the running trail.

in a fog.

easily distracted.

basil-arugula pesto.

go the eff to sleep.

quaker flats.

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