Love it or hate it, I promise to always be me.
The author reflects on their son’s 11th birthday, highlighting his love for Harry Potter and the day he was born, 15 days early. The narrative recounts the emotional challenges surrounding his birth, including the author's mother's illness and the son's father's absence. Ultimately, the author expresses pride and affection for their son.
The author shares her journey from a devout churchgoer to a skeptic, highlighting pivotal moments that led to her disillusionment with organized religion. Disheartened by the church's actions during her grandfather's illness and seeking answers to unanswered childhood questions, she now advocates for independent thinking and self-education, while respecting others' beliefs.
In the midst of media claims that the recession is over, the reality for many job seekers paints a different picture. Despite extensive experience, finding long-term employment proves exceedingly difficult. Even for those fortunate enough to secure a job, underemployment and financial strain present significant challenges. Amid this conundrum, pursuing further education emerges as a potential path forward.
The author reminisces about autumn, from childhood leaf-jumping to deer hunting with family. They recall memorable birthdays, including a special celebration for their mother's fortieth. Reflecting on past experiences, they express a desire to create new, happier autumn memories for their children. The piece evokes a sense of nostalgia and hope for the future.
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Music has always been a very large part of my life. In high school, I was selected for the United States Collegiate Choir's European tour. Sadly, my parents wouldn't allow me to go and I never let them forget what an honor it was simply to be chosen. (There are very few things I consider worthy enough to stoop... Continue Reading →
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It's a few days before Halloween and this is the first year I didn't even bother to try decorating; this alone says TONS about how I've been feeling since Halloween has always been my favorite holiday; Christmas couldn't even compete. When I was a kid, Mom and I always went all out - or at least as much as the... Continue Reading →
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Pollyanna's Perspective 
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