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As I have shared a few times, I was seriously injured in a workplace accident over two years ago. This past March, I was finally declared to have achieved maximum recovery. I have a measure of permanent disability, but I am able to live independently and do some of the same things I used to.…
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I grew up with a strange mix of values. My parents split up and me and my sisters were raised by our mom while my brothers grew up with our dad. Times were very hard for us as my immigrant mother had trouble finding work and the welfare we received wasn’t enough. We often approached…
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I was one month shy of turning 33 when my mom died. Not too young to lose her, but she was the most significant loss I had experienced. As a child of elementary school age, I lost an uncle in the Vietnam War, but because he was in the military, I didn’t see him often.…
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I have never been what one might call a go getter. I have been pretty satisfied with seeing a situation for what it was and doing the best I could with it. With a few exceptions, I didn’t seek to stand out in any way. Being one of the crowds was very much my comfort…
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My friend loved her father. She loved him very much. She picked up and moved hundreds of miles just to get the opportunity to prove her value. She made decisions based on his standards. He took up a large swath of space in her heart and mind. She gave him a mile, he gave her…
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It was the 32nd anniversary of my mother’s death recently. I have lived as long without her as I had with her. Of course her death shifted the trajectory of my life. Losing a parent, regardless of the state of the relationship does something to the internal life of a survivor. But the course of…
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