Dirt Mixed in the Sugar

Is there an age or year of your life you would re-live? Instinctively, my answer is no. There isn't an age or year of my life that I would re-live. Everything happens for a reason. Every year catapulted me to where I am today. Yes, every year had happy moments. Some more than others. There …

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My Boy

Describe a family member. My blue-eyed man child. <Swoon> If he does something he shouldn't have done, it's because he's carefully calculated the potential repercussions and decided that it was worth the risk. He's my fiscally responsible kid. His savings accounts are bigger than his checking.  Yes, you read that right - saving accounts, plural. …

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