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Fifty-Nine and Holding
A few years back, my human odometer rolled over on 50. Shocker. I know!! Today, I’m celebrating the first day of my holding year – 59! Having examined my heart a few years back, today I’ve added a few more bits of wisdom, and I thought I’d share them with you all. When pride comes,… Continue reading
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Taking Inventory
When I was a freshman in college, I had my first experience in conducting inventory for an arts and craft store. A mini hobby lobby before there was a Hobby Lobby. That ‘job opportunity’ was brutal for me. It wasn’t that it was laborious; it was frustrating. As inventory goes, or as I understood it, we… Continue reading
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Remnants of Poverty
“Poverty sucks,” my friend said to me. From the second story of another friend’s home, with our eyes fixed upon the magazine perfect space, my friend whispered those two little words. (I am going to stop right here and offer an apology for using the word sucks. I realize it may offend some of you.… Continue reading
Angi Aymond 