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Long before we were ever dating, my husband and I talked about how birth order and spacing impacted our lives. He is almost 7 years older than the sister he grew up with, and they didn’t have much of a relationship until they became adults. I am a little more than 5 years older than…
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Last week, I learned that my entire department will be shuffled. A group of almost 1000 people who have worked together in the same organizational structure for years, will all be re-assigned. The aim is to grow us. The aim is to create better pathways for networking and collaboration to promote greater efficiency. For me,…
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When I turned 18, one of the first things I did was get a tattoo. It was of the biblical definition of love. In red. In the shape of a heart. I felt like I’d carried love on my back for so long it’d started to feel like a burden. I needed any and everyone…
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His text said he wasn’t sure he wanted to do “this” anymore. His mouth said I nag too much. His body said I wasn’t enough. His mind said I was too much. His soul said he wasn’t my mate. My text said I wasn’t sure I understood what he meant. My mouth said he didn’t…
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I am the daughter of a preacher-man, and grew up in church, but not necessarily Christian. That is, my lineage and presence of Sunday placements didn’t make me a believer any more than being factory-built and sitting in a garage makes one a car. But I’ve told you that already. If I’m honest, I’ve been…
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If your childhood was anything like my childhood, and even if it wasn’t, I’m sure you know what magic words are and what they do. You know, the words that make wishes come true. For some, those words were “please” and “thank you.” For others, those words were “yes” and “now.” For still others, the…
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Don’t call it sadness or sorrow, this wet blanket that weighs on me. That warms, but doesn’t soothe. That covers, but doesn’t protect. That hides. That hinders. That hulks. It must be melancholy. This in-between where I exist alongside the feeling. It is one on its own. As am I. We are separate. But we…
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Because we live in a society that has perverted the protocol of the Creator’s intended order, we have generations of folks who know what marriage calls us to do but not who it calls us to be. Why? Because they don’t have to. We are creatures of comfort, not beasts of burden. We, as a…
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we are the bread women. the ones who have all the ingredients to make something of sustenance. the ones who can buy the things and make the things that create and maintain life. the ones who have what it takes to satiate even the insatiable…if only we wanted. there’s a curious thing about need. when…
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I grew up in church, but that didn’t make me religious. It didn’t make me spiritual. Being in church didn’t make me a Christian any more than standing in a garage would make me a car. Yet, those early teachings stuck with me. Right or wrong, fact or fiction, there are some things that are…
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