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I Have Lived, and I Still Love My Life
Some evenings, peace feels like a summer breeze on the porch. My life has not been easy, and I would not choose every hard thing again. But my life is not only the record of what hurt me. It is family, survival, softness, love, and the ordinary wealth of a home I still want to…
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When Boredom Starts Looking Like Trouble
Some minds do not do well with empty space. When there is no risk, no complexity, and no fire to put out, boredom can start looking like trouble. I am learning now that I do not need to kill the part of me that needs complexity. I need to stop feeding it poison. I need…
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The Same Girl Either Way
A personal essay about homeschool culture, girlhood, faith, rebellion, and learning that someone elseโs narrow idea of a โgodly girlโ did not get to define who I was.
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Iโm Not Trying to Go Viral. Iโm Trying to Build My Way Out.
I am not trying to go viral. I am trying to build my way out. A personal essay about building Midwest Mimi, Sunny Day Farm, books, art, and a future from the margins of chronic illness, poverty, motherhood, and stubborn hope.