My schedule is a mess. My sleep patterns are out of whack. I keep forgetting to eat and then binging on whatever the hell I can get my hands on when I realize my stomach is eating itself from the inside out. I have, in other words, been better. But this is to be expected. [...]
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The week your dad dies is not what you’d normally consider happy, and yet I don’t have to look hard to find moments worth highlighting.
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Diana went searching for a pet to fill her empty nest; she found a passion and sense of purpose.
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After five years without speaking to one of my parents, I finally had a reason to pick up the phone.
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Commit to a gossip hiatus for the week. No water cooler whispering and no passive-aggressive Facebooking.
What’s the point? To show you how much you can control the tone of your conversations and your day.
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