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A Year

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A friend posted a picture on his Facebook page of a Buddha statue holding a succulent plant. A hibiscus was near it. The caption of the picture was his dog’s name with a smiley face.

The dog is old, and she’s been sick. I didn’t see the dog in the photo. Tears for a dog I’ve never met started rolling down my face, much like they are now, because I knew the hurt my friend would be feeling at losing his precious pup.

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I Am Enough

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I’ve been fairly anxious since election day. Moreso since Inauguration Day. There is so much going on that is so big. Though I keep writing my representatives, my optimism takes effort to sustain. I have to combat the feeling that I can’t and won’t make a difference. I have to force myself to avoid inactivity because the inertia feels too much.Read More »I Am Enough