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Dive In

I consider myself a risk-taker.  Not a parachute jumping kinda risk-taker. Just someone who feels pretty comfortable with the general unknowns of life. I’ve worked as a freelancer my entire career and the thought of a steady job scares me in many ways.  Becoming a mom has forced me to “settle” more than I would have ever thought I would, but my brain is continually clicking towards some sort of new frontier – real or imagined.   But yet, I admit I have fears. Don’t we all? And these fears mildly gnaw at my insides keeping me from stepping...
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The Smudge Stands for Sacrifice OR A Ref

Today is Ash Wednesday or “The day Catholics walk around with a black smudge on their foreheads and either feel totally cool about it or slightly embarrassed depending on your age, your locale, your current faith status and a host of other things.”   Ash Wednesday is also the beginning of that thing called Lent, a 40-day period of preparation for Catholics as we head toward Easter – the holy day that trumps all holy days. I’m not gonna dive into my level of comfort with the black smudge and how it has evolved over the years but I do feel the...
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Stranded Soul

On my way home from picking up CR and her two neighbor friends from school today, I stared out into the Friday afternoon Los Angeles hazy sunshine thinking about everything and nothing all at the same time. As I exited my new-used mini-van off the Santa Monica Freeway, the light at the end of the freeway ramp turned red just as I approached delaying my arrival home for a few more minutes. I noticed them standing there but I didn’t pay any attention. Actually, I made a point not to pay any attention. I have seen them for many years on many street corners, at the...
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PART ONE – Torn in Two

(To get the whole scoop on what’s up with MWOB this week, read here.  If you already know, I proudly present Part One of our guest blogger mini-series.  By Karen.) As we approach the traditional American family holiday of Thanksgiving, I must reveal that this is an especially poignant time for my little family. This time three years ago, we were in the midst of the most trying time of our lives. Our youngest daughter was born November 14, 2005 with what was considered to be a fatal birth defect. It is at this time of the year where we often find ourselves...

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