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Continue reading →: Are You Team Glass Half-Empty or Half-Full?Where do you stand on the glass half-empty or half-full debate? I’ve always felt in the middle of this debate, unable to fully embrace one side or the other. To me, it depends entirely on the situation. Did you just fill the glass up half way? Then it’s half-full. Was…
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Continue reading →: It is Okay That I Failed. I am Not a Failure.For 15 years I have carried with me a failure that has contributed to nearly half a lifetime of self-doubt and disappointment. I think about this moment in my life all the time and while I have done some healing, I still carry it with me wherever I go. This…
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Continue reading →: The Summer Storms That Brought Me ClarityFollowing the Saturday night of the Spring Formal, Greg was blissfully unaware of Jack, and Jack didn’t care about Greg. He was probably relieved, because to him, we were not, and were never going to be, serious. It wouldn’t take long into summer for me to realize that, though. The…
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Continue reading →: Conflicted AffectionAfter that St. Patrick’s Day, my friendship with Greg stayed at a purely social level for a while and for college that meant parties on the weekends and an occasional AIM message. Things started to heat up during his Fraternity’s annual, week-long, spring formal. It was a big deal and…
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Continue reading →: The Start of Something NewOne reason why Chicago is so special is because I share so many wonderful memories there with my husband. It’s where we reconnected after college and where our relationship blossomed. We met in our junior year of college and dated during our senior year. To tell that story, we have to…
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Continue reading →: The Day I Moved to ChicagoI still remember the day I moved to Chicago in 2009. Walking up four flights of stairs with what felt like endless boxes of stuff into my tiny studio apartment. It was a very hot August day. My mom, dad, aunt and cousin helped me with the move. My dad…
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Continue reading →: SerendipityIt’s not very often in life that you feel you are exactly where you are supposed to be, like somehow you got it right, the right place at the right time, like everything is perfect and as it should be. That’s the feeling I had when I moved to Chicago…
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