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I Am Still Becoming
Our parents write the opening chapters. We spend the rest of our lives discovering that we are the author of everything that comes after. I spent the past couple of days with my family. Although I talk to my mother on the phone several times each week, I only see my parents a few times a year because they live more than three hours away. My mother is a remarkably strong and resilient woman. She was 17 when I was born and she went on to graduate from Emory as a registered nurs
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The Familiar Is Not the Same as Safe
There are moments in life when we begin to feel a gentle tug. Not a loud voice. Not some dramatic sign from the universe. Just a quiet whisper that says... There might be more than this. Most of us know exactly what happens next. Fear arrives. It reminds us of everything we could lose. The paycheck. The relationship. The routine. The identity we've carefully built. The certainty of knowing what tomorrow looks like. And because fear is persuasive, we often convince ourselves t
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