I married my best friend


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My own age of enlightenment

In college I bought an old, brown, worn-out leather journal (typical hipster move) and wrote in it often.  As Hayden and I packed up our things to move a few days ago, I flipped through those pages full of messy handwriting that have been shut for so long.  The first chunk of pages were rambles…

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The paperback escape

While awaiting my surgery to remove endometriosis, a million thoughts spun around my head every day.  I was worried about the dangers of surgery and on top of that, I was pretty confined to my home and a chair because of my pain.  For as long as I can remember the best way to distract myself from…

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