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19 days ’til Christmas.  How did THAT happen? We ask that question every year, don’t we? The hub-bub is underway:  decorating, shopping, wrapping, card-writing, card-receiving, baking…. Yes, it’s baking time…. that one time of year I, a T2 Diabetic, actually spend time with copious amounts of sugar.  Don’t get me wrong ~ I would all year, except I’d invariably overdose …

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I have two sisters. I am the oldest. And the bossiest, they would tell you. Whatever.  I adore them. More than they will ever know. I adore their children even more. Their respective other halves are pretty awesome, too, but this post isn’t about the adults.  Mostly. It’s about wee ones. And cancer. And understanding. And strength. Here goes….. …

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Married to a mountain man? It sure has seemed so lately! As November comes to an end, so does my husband’s newest addition. I noticed several weeks ago that his goatee, or ‘goat’ as we call it, had begun to …. ummm…. expand. The usual clean-shaven cheeks gave way to the scruffy weekend look (which was weird for a guy …

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A few days ago, in between periods 3 and 4, I noticed I had a handful of text messages. With 25 teenagers shuffling in and out of my classroom every 55 minutes, needing hall passes, homework updates, and hugs when the day is off-kilter, looking at my cell phone is a luxury that happens in a fraction of a minute. …

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You can’t do that in here! There are privacy laws. Really? You might want to walk away….   Because…. I just did. And will again. You are going through the motions. We are going through the emotions.   She is 1 in 8. She is our Baby Sister.  She is a mother of three. She loves, laughs, …

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For as long as I can remember, since I was 10 or 11, my chest has been the interest of others. From staring to envy, even jokes by our mother …. my hourglass shape has drawn attention.  Unwanted attention. In turn, I developed an unhealthy relationship with my body, most notably, my ‘girls’ – always wanting to …

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