March 3, 2011
I do. I want to. But it doesn’t really feel like I can. The second I found out my baby miscarried it was like all things fun and funny just went swirling down the drain. I’ll admit, I’ve smiled since. But it hasn’t been a deep, soul-induced smile. I miss the old me almost as [...]
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March 3, 2011
I’m German. I never loved German chocolate cake. Until it was made in brownie form. Do you ever wonder why you decide, wholeheartedly decide, that you don’t like something? I used to swear up and down that I hated onions; now I can’t get enough of them and think food is bland without them. Same [...]
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