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“Unexpected reunion: How I found my long lost Godparent(s)”
I always knew the names of my godparents, but I can’t recall what they look like. As I sit here writing, I’m having flashbacks to a photo album I might have. I think it contains pictures from my first birthday. I’ll need to look for it—maybe it’s in storage in the carport, or perhaps in… Continue reading
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“Origins Unraveled: Tracing My Story from Start to Now”
“Hey there, soulful companions! As the weekend unfolds, I find myself reveling in the tranquility of a lazy Saturday afternoon. Today’s main agenda? Tackling the ever-dreaded laundry chore. Here in our abode, we’ve opted out of the on-site facilities, preferring instead to gather up our loads every couple of weeks or so and make a… Continue reading
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Navigating The Journey Of New Beginnings…
In the whirlwind of life’s twists and turns, my return home to Santa Barbara almost 4 years ago has been more of an unexpected adventure than a simple journey. The professional landscape I encountered upon my arrival has been nothing short of interesting, leading me to navigate through various work environments and situations. Reflecting on… Continue reading
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“Discovering Hidden Treasures: Unveiling the Charm of a Secret Oasis”
As the weather finally gave us a respite and the gentle touch of spring lingered in the air, my husband and I embarked on a spontaneous adventure. With no destination in mind except for a desire to stretch our legs and reconnect with nature, we set off on our journey. It was then that my… Continue reading
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“Renew, Recharge, Restart: Embracing New Energy and Beginnings”
As I lie in bed on this Sunday afternoon, the looming presence of Monday casts a shadow over my mind. Two days—a mere blink in time—feel insufficient for recuperation and attending to life’s demands. Night after night, I find myself drained by the relentless pace of work, leaving me with little energy for anything beyond… Continue reading
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“Starting The Journey Out Of Hermit Mode”
February passed in a blur, with wet and wintry weather often confining us indoors. However, I made it a point to break away from work for a brief respite, often strolling down to the beach just a couple of blocks away. Despite my fear of water stemming from a near-drowning incident during a summer visit… Continue reading
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Take #due
Despite my sincere intentions to maintain a consistent writing routine, I found myself succumbing to distractions. Ideas floated persistently in my mind, yet each attempt to capture them resulted in their displacement within the depths of my camera roll, accompanied by reminders set and promptly dismissed. Lost amidst waves of incoherence and fog, the struggle… Continue reading
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The Pilot…
I moved back to my hometown at the start of the pandemic. My hobby was no longer something I was able to do, and I needed a creative outlet. The Duchess of Kooky was dreamt up in the autumn of 2020. It has taken a bit to get here, but I’m finally crossing the first… Continue reading
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The Pilot…
I moved back to my hometown at the start of the pandemic. My hobby was no longer something I was able to do, and I needed a creative outlet. The Duchess of Kooky was dreamt up in the autumn of 2020. It has taken a bit to get here, but I’m finally crossing the first… Continue reading