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- Christine Carter Love
Marguerite Grace King was a domestic worker from the deep South who cleaned office buildings for a living. For many, this meager job was merely an income, but for
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I learned a long time ago to plan for the best but also to be a realist and prepare for the worst. The health challenges I’ve had since early in…
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My mom was the typical Japanese woman. No more than 5 feet 2 inches and under 100 lbs. But she was scary as hell. I was born in Tokyo, Japan.…
Risa and I met on that first day of college. We were both one of the very few students left by our parents, shortly after the car was unpacked. Most of the student’s families stayed
For years through my volunteer work, I knew I had a calling to work with people suffering from substance abuse and mental illness. Because of my life circumstances and responsibilities, it took a while to
“If you want to make God laugh, tell him your plans.” My life has been a story of highs and lows. What I’ve learned is that while you can’t control what happens, what you can
I grew up in suburban Middletown, New Jersey, one of four siblings born into a strict, working class Catholic family. After graduating from Kean College, I began a successful sales career at MCI and for
During a trip to Sugarloaf, Maine, in my freshman year of college, I saw snowboarders flying downhill and knew I had found my passion. As soon as the academic year ended, I moved to Colorado
I’ve always experienced a lot of stress. As a shy girl I hid behind my mother, blushed bright red when called on in class, and had many skin issues (triggered by stress). The transformative experience
I absolutely believe we are more alike than we are different. We all have a story and your story may not be my story, but mine is just different in the details. It is through
I recently found a drawing from when I was a lot younger. It showed me with a husband and two children. In the picture, I am holding a book that I had written. Just before
There is an old expression that says gifts sometimes come in strange packaging. I hadn’t thought about that quote in a while. But it came to me early one morning in the summer of 1999
The Never-Ending Divorce My ex-husband was abusive shortly after we married in 1988. I never thought abuse happened to women like me; well educated, living on the upper East Side of New York City, married
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