The Story Begins
Okay, okay, I shall stop teasing you all. Here at last is the story of the flowers behind my front door, but we must start, as…
How to Love when you Hate to Fight
Right. So yesterday’s post? Feel, Felt, Found? I’m sure you felt like I was just putting you off, dragging things out for the sake of a…
Every 65 Minutes: To Jacob, with Love
Almost exactly three years ago, I arrived home at my parent’s house to see three scruffy looking men approaching our garage. My first thought was, “Oh…
The Friends Conundrum
Okay, ready for Part 2? My big, dark secret? Well, I’m sorry to disappoint. And if you were hoping for reconciliation with TWD or a torrid…
The Semi-Gold Standard
It’s been two months. I say this not because I’m counting but because one of the self-help articles I read recommended doing so. (Okay, that’s a…
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