My gym opened back up when he was still in intensive care. I went to the first class I could get to. Everything inside me was so heavy and grieving, not knowing what would happen with him. My brother and lifelong best friend. I desperately needed somewhere to put all…
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Working (out) through grief
My gym opened back up when he was still in intensive care. I went to the first class I could get to. Everything inside me was so heavy and grieving, not knowing what would happen with him. My brother and lifelong best friend. I desperately needed somewhere to put all…
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Are you a fence sitter?
I’ve always sat on the fence, watching, observing. My Mormon sister used to tell me I was a fence sitter and she was right. In the Mormon church, it’s not a good thing to be a fence sitter – you’re not living your life the “right” way but not severing…
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Why you need to uplevel your language NOW
When I lived in Philly one summer, I would take the train from Chestnut Hill into the city, which was about 30 minutes, and I would read my tiny little pocket size Websters Dictionary the whole way, paging through for words I didn’t know so I could learn them. …
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