What had once been the envy of the world was now two separate republics—neurotic, broken, and put-upon—and the border somehow seemed to symbolize their sense of loss.
Showing posts with label Latitude 38. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Latitude 38. Show all posts
Saturday, March 17, 2012
2012 Book 10: Latitude 38
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Word for the Year: Reframe
For fifteen years now, I have been starting my year with intention. Last year I hoped to find contentment in my life, and I believe I did. T...
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{via} Since Daniel typically works a four-day work week, Thursdays are Daniel's Friday. Over the last couple of weeks he has been worki...
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This post is going to be fairly personal. I wanted to share what it was like to be pregnant after going through a miscarriage and then dea...
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About 30 minutes north of where my aunt and uncle live is the town of Gravenhurst on Lake Muskoka. When my mom was younger she lived ...
