I see the email address and I pause. Take a deep breath. Blow it out slowly. It’s from a path not taken. A path I left in an increasingly distant past. A path best left behind me. Yet, there the email sits. To open it may be to open Pandora’s box. But to not open…
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Experienced journalist, marketing exec and mother of two, I write about life as I know it. Sometimes happy, sometimes sad, sometimes hilarious. But always interesting.
