My sister and brother, Ben & Dana. My Best Friend Lisa My Best Friend Noelle My other mom (and the best 2nd grandma the boys could hope for) Judy. and of course My Mom (my hero, my role model, my north star) **************************** You all mother me. Cheer me on, hold me up, laugh with…
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A special edition of Gathering Buttercups today, because today: The real life Charlotte is going to marry her real life Nick The dress was shorter, sexier, and fit her best friend like a glove. It was nothing like the long, laced and traditional gown that Charlotte had worn twelve years ago, but…
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See this gorgeous girl right here: This is Lisa, my best friend for the past 18 years. Inspiration for my current story Gathering Buttercups My Essense of Now this week. I never imagined when we met that we’d still be friends all these years later mostly because I am such an emotional gal and Lisa, well…
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Source: liberalbaptistrev.com via Tiffany on Pinterest **ALL your beautiful words coming back to me via Balloons** My birthday, my day to celebrate the meaning of my life. To rejoice in all the beauty that is me. Earlier this year, I sent out an email. I asked many people to help me CELEBRATE this year,…
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Friendships Tell me about your friendships and I will tell you about your life. Give me a glimpse of the people who offer your heart a safe place to rest and I will know your secrets are being kept and your spirit is being uplifted. Weave me the tales of your escapades and shenanigans together…
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There are women in your life that you cling to. I have friends that offer me support, hugs that can cure bad hair days and that pimple on my nose*sure they’ll make fun of it too*I have a tribe here in cyberspace, but I also have one in my real life. The WOMEN I cling…
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This week’s prompt asked you to write a piece – fiction or non-fiction – in which you or your character take a detour. Where did you end up? I am holding my best friend’s hand. We are sitting in alphabetical order by last name and that means that there is one person between us, she…
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