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Two days ago I found myself telling an old friend that, for better or worse, life is an adventure and even the best laid plans need to be revisited and revised. You need to have courage and you need to have faith in yourself. In an attempt to comfort him in a time of uncertainty, [...]
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I’ve never been one to hide the fact that I married Sean for his family, it’s a situation almost like a backwards prearranged wedding. Where I find my own family lacking, I simply supplemented and voila! Happy family days are here again. Ma and Pa Coy and the rabble rousing assortment of bothers and [...]
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All he had to say was “Nah, you can’t do it, you wouldn’t want to do it” and just like that I was a part of our high school track team. Dad always knew just how to fan the flames of my competitive spirit and the Monday after he said those words I marched right [...]
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