life
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There are so many milestones that marked my journey to become the someone I liked. Sounds like a sob story, to go through so many years of life not like ones self, and it may have been, until one day it wasn’t. We all have trials and tribulations that will get us to where we…
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My parents were not raised in traditional American households. My father was second generation from an eastern European country. His first language was the language of his parents. My mother was an immigrant from an Asian nation. She came to America very much couched in the ways of her people. Us, their children, were raised…
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I had a soulmate. She passed away nearly a year ago. But because our connection was through our souls, I still have her. And, in many ways like I was never allowed to have her before. I was truly despondent over her death. My heart was set adrift in a way I had never experienced.…