When the last post I write is an unhappy, moody, sassy one, I hate that it stays at the top of my page until the next one comes along. They only thing I hate more than that is waiting for the next words to be written out of purpose. I can’t think of a better...
The words of a sixth grader, oh and they still make me giggle. Me: Guess Who?! Student: Nicole? Me: WHAT?! How did you know it was me?! Student: Because I could smell you… Me: Ummmm?! *sniffs breath and armpits* Student: No! NO! NICOLE!!! I meant I could smell your purfume and it smells lovely… Me:...
Writing isn’t a hobby anymore. It’s not just my outlet for scattered thoughts and this endless voice. It’s an opportunity for mission. A “desire to inspire”. It’s a passion with dedication. As last year came to a close, I was so thankful for the past year’s posts and the satisfaction I still feel as I read...
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