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The Gas Light Burns Bright
You know, the thing is, when someone you care about lies to you, your default is to believe them. When your spouse repeatedly lies to you and says, “no, no, no, no, that’s not true, why would I do that,” even if your gut knows, you tell yourself to believe them because you want to…
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Don't Cry Over Spilled Milk
Don’t cry over spilled milk. That’s what they say. Little did I know that about an hour after I took this photo, I’d be crying over so much more… (I wasn’t sure if I could put it all out there or if I even should. But then I thought, you know what, I’m gonna do…
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No More Vacations
If you’ve followed me on Instagram over the years, you know that pre-pandemic, I traveled quite a bit. Back and forth from Texas to Dublin, London, and Copenhagen I would go. I’m sure it looked fun, I’m sure it looked fabulous, but it wasn’t, really. These were me trying to hold my marriage together trips,…
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Moving On
“You can spend minutes, hours, days, weeks, or even months over-analyzing a situation; trying to put the pieces together, justifying what could’ve, would’ve happened… or you can just leave the pieces on the floor and move the fuck on.” – Tupac Shakur And that’s what I did; I moved the f**k on. Sidebar: I may go…
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13 Going on 30 (something or other)
I did something crazy. I, an adult woman, got braces. Not Invisalign. Braces. It’s been on the list for a long time but due to life and whatnot (y’all know about all the whatnot), it kept getting pushed further and further down that list. (Except, I will say that a few years back in The…
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F i n a l l y
Something amazing is happening this weekend. (No, not me blogging twice in one week even though that is fairly spectacular.) I’m moving. After four and a half years of living like a gypsy, splitting my time between Dublin, London, Copenhagen (I kept that one close to the chest), and my mother’s in Texas, I finally…
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Confession
Confession: I miss blogging. Bigger Confession: It’s difficult to blog when life hasn’t been going swimmingly and you’re not sure what to say, and what you actually should say, or more importantly, what you should not say. I will say this though. I love my husband. He loves me. But unfortunately life isn’t always that…
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Well Your Faith Was Strong But You Needed Proof
On the last mail day of 2017 (or post day if you’re so inclined), this finally happened. It only took 1501 days. And it only took me 59 days to tell you about it (but in fairness, I did tell Facebook). Here’s another fun number… It’s been 473 days since I’ve popped in here, hopefully…
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Summer Vacation Saves All
You know, the one thing I’ve learned from this whole, horrendous, drawn out visa process, is that focusing on the positive is imperative. I’ve always been a glass-half full kind of gal anyway, but now, I’m a glass three quarters full, because let’s face it if I wasn’t, I’d probably be locked away in the…
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The Unexpected
{this will be me, a lot} I’ve been thinking about writing this post for awhile, like, a long while, but I was waiting for things to settle down a bit and for us to have an actual plan in place, and now we do. So here’s the deal; Gregory didn’t get his green card, as…
It's Me, Sara Louise 