SOMETIMES CARING IS NOT ENOUGH, BUT IT IS ALL YOU HAVE
I loved my apartment; it was the first place I lived alone. My living room and kitchen were on the first floor, and two bedrooms and a bath were on
I loved my apartment; it was the first place I lived alone. My living room and kitchen were on the first floor, and two bedrooms and a bath were on
I remember watching Florence Griffith Joyner, aka Flo Jo, as she sailed across the finish line, jubilant arms in the air and a broad smile across her face. She had
Listen closely because I need you to understand this: you do not have to die of heartache. There exists no pain more profound, more searing than that of a
I will not write a treatise on this lesson, or maybe I will. I grew up with books. I recognize just how fortunate that makes me. The presence of books
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