After the Orlando mass shooting on June 13, I felt myself spiral into heaviness, helplessness, and hopelessness. I see their smiling faces, read their stories, and feel the loss of the dreams that they never got to live. They were just ordinary people who wanted all the things that everyone wants--to celebrate life by dancing with friends, to possibly meet someone to love who will love them back, a place to be themselves.
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We never found a lighthouse in Miami Beach or all of the Keys! Key Biscayne was "closed for repairs." Key West was by reservation... -
I learned in October that I had to use 48 hours of PTO before the end of the year. I was almost certain this was an accounting error, so I d... -
A friend of mine from college recently posted on Facebook a few photos of a quaint inn in one of our bedroom towns, a notebook, and a beauti...
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