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Passing Your Legacy On
A grandmothers hand gently grasps her granddaughter’s hand; a poignant farewell unfolds in the silent language of touch. In the gentleness of their hands lies an unspoken bond, transcending age, and time. The weathered lines of the grandmother’s hand narrate tales of...
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When Words Seem Inadequate
When you don’t know what to do… When words seem inadequate… When you need some help finding solace… When you are experiencing the weight of somber news about the advanced illness of your loved one… Allow me to help you express your shared shock and...
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Baby Steps to Healing, One Drip at a Time
Here I was, a pig of porcelain persuasion, holding court under a canopy meant for humans. But hey, who said pigs couldn't appreciate a good rain shower? After all, when life hands you rain, it's best to snuggle up under a pink umbrella and make the most of it, one...
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The Cycle of Life
This lone leaf, as it lands softly on the earth, a reminder of the cyclical nature of life. Now begins its transformation into mulch, becoming one with the soil from which it once drew sustenance. Finding solace in the knowledge that endings are often just beginnings...
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Getting Through Transitions
In her innocent delight, she continues her playful march through the rain-soaked streets, a testament to the transformative power of embracing simple pleasures amidst adversity.
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When Your Feelings Aren’t Aligned
On the empty park bench, rain softly falling on the brick pavers below, one can't help but feel as though it is the wrong season of life. Instead of the vibrant renewal of spring, there's a sense of fall endings all around. It's a peculiar sensation, like being caught...