For 36 weeks and five days, I carried within me a little girl. Her name is Emily. Emily kicked, squirmed,
Our dog, August, turns nine today. Like every birthday since his first, he will be spoiled accordingly. However, this birthday
I am a suicide survivor. My first attempt was after my high school graduation. The memory of that moment is
In May I was blessed to be able to travel to Europe for three weeks with my mother and sister.
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