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Evening Reflections – September 10, 2025
What are you doing this evening? This evening I am sitting quietly in my recliner with Chewy by my side. I feel absolutely drained. Today has been one of the most stressful and heartbreaking days I can remember in a long time. Work itself was already heavy, but what overshadowed everything was the conversations in Continue reading
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Memorial Day: A Time to Remember
Today is more than a long weekend. It’s a sacred pause. A quiet moment between the noise of daily life where we remember the men and women who gave everything in service to this country. Their names may not be known to us personally. Their stories may never make history books. But their sacrifices echo Continue reading
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We’re in Big Trouble—And We Need to Wake Up
The United States is in big trouble. I see it more clearly every day, and I can’t stay quiet about it anymore. Growing up, I thought being a hardcore right-wing, red-blooded conservative was the only path. I didn’t understand my mom’s feminism. If anything, I rejected it. I thought that strength meant aligning with a Continue reading
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The Inheritance of Ash and Earth
I was born from ruin, from hunger,a child of sorrow stitched from the remnants of history,woven together with the thread of survival.From the bones of a world broken and reformed,I rose, carrying the weight of two broken pastsand the hope of something that could heal the cracks between them.A body made from ghosts,an echo of Continue reading
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