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Bitterness

2014 came in much the same way 2013 did.  Platitudes. Promises. Pleadings for a second (or seventh or eleventh or twentieth) chance. Continue reading “Bitterness”

Holidays

Holidays that were

When November rolls around every year, there are always two dates on the calendar that matter – my birthday and Thanksgiving.  The first grows less significant each year as I reach the age where I start to pretend that I don’t have birthdays at all.  The latter, which is a holiday that’s supposed to be filled with gratitude and love and familial closeness, leaves me empty.

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