From the Farmer to His Wife, I’ll Love Her Through the Harvest
I squint my tired eyes as I look down the end rows, waiting to catch a glimpse of the home…
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I squint my tired eyes as I look down the end rows, waiting to catch a glimpse of the home…
Continue ReadingIn no way am I trying to make wealthy people feel guilt. Whether you were born into it or you've…
Continue ReadingAlmost exactly two-and-a-half years ago, we happened to buy our first house at the same time as a close friend.…
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Continue ReadingI’ll never forget the time I was standing on a dock in the middle of a lake, casually draining my…
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Continue ReadingI tried to wean off of Zoloft and couldn’t. And that’s OK. I had never really been aware of the…
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Continue ReadingWhat started out to be a normal Thursday ended with a race to the children's ER with my six-month-old. I…
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