Some Days, I Choose the G Word

I’m just going to be real with you.  The C word is scary.  Even with a lower-case c and a maybe, it forces a pause.  It puts things in perspective.  We spend so much time fretting about the future that we can forget it is not guaranteed.  I don’t mean for this to be grim... Continue Reading →

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