Tonight, I settle into bed with a cup of chamomile tea, a curious and loving furball of a cat, and (nearly) a full night’s sleep ahead of me before I get up to coach in the morning.

I find myself thankful for my independence, my health, the opportunities that lie ahead of me (including a lucrative contract position I’m taking on next week!), and the fact that I had the luxury today of curling up with a good Harry Potter book and forgetting the “real” (read: Muggle) world while I read.

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Rejoining the Living and Writing

“Write clear and hard about what hurts. Don’t avoid it. It has all the energy. Don’t worry, no one ever died of it. You might cry or laugh, but not die.” —Ernest Hemingway

So the below is from a post I put up on Instagram this week. Typically I don’t post on social media about what’s happening in my “real life,” but I figured someone in a similar position might appreciate the solidarity.

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