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Historically, they’ve said “home is where the heart is”… but when one of those “hearts” is so close to you, and it suddenly stops… in my case, it threw everything I’d ever been “taught” into question, so early on. In hindsight I look at these past instances experientially, considering only what I took from…

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Whether you like it or not, circumstance is going to throw you curveballs. As life proceeds, those circumstances become more & more complicated. As you age, they become harder to adapt to & independently survive throughout. At a point, they become impossible to advance beyond, if even aided. Such is life, even…

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As life’s curveballs came harder & faster throughout life’s progression, friends would line-up to assure me they’d “always be there.” …… and yet, come “D-Day,” phone lines sat silent, and parental influence was null & void entirely. Hell, if anything, Mom was as “suddenly stricken” by her husband “magically dropping dead” as everyone…

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Within days of my father “kicking the bucket,” I was off to a family friend’s house. There, I’d be given some “recovery time,” a period to grieve, while doing my best to stay focused on school. This ideology ended up working out as well, in the long-run, as a rebuilt…
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