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Below this transformational image is a poem that could have been written for my dearest friend, Nicole Pigeault, who left her mortal coil ... -
Finally, seeing renewed progress . After nearly a year of being at a standstill with my home remedies, I rummaged through my first aid bin... -
We buried Dad the day I last saw Uncle Ed . He was chatting with my favorite childhood cousin, Sue, when I approached. After some wor...