Want Some Great Advice for 2013?
If you’re still reading, I’ll take that as a yes. Boy do I have some good advice for you: DON’T GIVE ME ADVICE. Forgive me […]
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I’m Not Inviting You But Don’t Fret
My best friend gave me a new mantra (as if I needed one). I’ll share. “I release the need to fret about my life.” Fret?
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So Other Than That, Mrs. Lincoln, How Was The Play?
I’ll make this short because I hope you’ll take the time to read it. It sheds light on an important issue for many of us.
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Can You Hear Me Now?
Don’t faint. A week ago, I did something I’ve never done before. I listened to my husband. My husband and I have been together for
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Out of Sorts? Would You Like to Find Some?
What I need is a “Sorts Replacement Store” but I haven’t run across one yet. I’ve been out of sorts as of late, which might
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When the Tooth Feary Shows Up: What Would Debi Do?
Periodontal work anyone? I’m not offering it; I need it. Ugh. My periodontist’s business card says “New Beginnings, Firm Foundation.” It should inspire a sense
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The Gift of a Glittered Heart
My husband’s father died Christmas Eve from a rapid onset of acute myeloid leukemia so our holidays were bittersweet. While it was fast, with little
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The Deeper Songs of Ourselves
By the time my November Re-Story Circles come around, my women’s retreat “Prinderella and the Cince and the Two Sisty Uglers: Getting to Know Our
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Lessons from Wonderdog on Whidbey Island
“A Little Bit of Grace Goes a Long Way” I am here on Whidbey Island. Whidbey Island, off the coast of Seattle in the Pacific
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Hook, Line or Sinker – Which One Are You?
This morning I felt like a hook (did not say hooker, people). I was in that feisty, bitey mood where those in my path should
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