Category: Blogs
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Maribel didn’t have anywhere in particular to be that day. The traffic reports buzzed with warnings about backed-up roads and overpacked beaches, and all the…
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There is something about family that clings to the edges of hope. No matter how many years pass, how quiet the calls become, or how…
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I didn’t have the language for it when I was younger, but I do now. I am a serial hobbyist. That phrase usually gets said…
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I have always believed that not everyone is meant to live the same kind of life. This belief does not come from a place of…
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Last night, I had a conversation that stayed with me longer than I expected. I was chatting with a former colleague, someone a little younger…
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I didn’t expect anything meaningful to happen today. I certainly didn’t expect a conversation to stretch for four hours, leaving me lighter, warmer, and strangely…
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Grief has a peculiar way of settling in. It doesn’t always announce itself with tears or wailing. Sometimes, it lingers quietly, like a shadow that…
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Melanie had always known what it meant to stand alone not just in the physical sense of solitude, but in the quieter, heavier ways that…
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Rachel had always sensed something was off in her family but she couldn’t name it at first. It wasn’t until she was around twelve or…
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I was set up to fail from young. Not with violence. Not with cruelty. But with the kind of quiet discouragement that seeps into your…
Caribbean Storyteller 