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That Little Bungalow on The River

          Where do I begin? The four walls that have held me & my family for the last almost five years will always be a part of me, and to find a way to concise it into a blog post would be like holding a candle to one of the brightest stars in the galaxy.     "Oh, it's XXXX square feet, planted on the river, number two, in a row of three other bungalows,” we always tell new friends.     Next door, there's "Faye-Faye", our child's adopted Grandmother. A small, gated yard that my dog, Popeye, frequently jumps to take a muddy dip in the river bed from time to time.     "Oh, I wish we had more space", I catch myself sighing to Joey on the regular. But I don't. I want to stay, right here, right where we are in our little river bungalow.     It's the smells of Sunday pancakes, the constant bumping into each other, and the coziness you feel when friends & family come to visit that keeps my heart here.     It's...

What Would Your Life Look Like If Fear Never Interfered?

  Today's blog post is sponsored by a glass of White Zinfandel, late-night thoughts, and a really shitty ten-and-a-half hour day at work.
  "What would your life look like if fear wasn't a driving factor in your decisions?" I've had this thought randomly enter my mind ever since I listened to an episode from one of my favorite podcasts. The speaker brought up that question to a group of women that she had on the episode, and they all answered honestly on how they thought their own, individual lives might look like. Some said that they would have taken certain job opportunities that required a lot of risk, time, and dedication, some said that they would have had the courage to reach out to someone on the other end of a broken relationship to try and make amends, some said that they would go into public a lot more often after not having the crippling fear of what other people thought of them dictate their lives.
  Sometimes I wonder what would happen if I just accepted the fact that fear is merely a chosen mentality. If I were to somehow grasp the idea that my mindset, plain and simply, is what sets the trajectory of my day, my week, my whole month, I feel like things would be a lot smoother. I would never hesitate, and I would never let the fear of failure win-over my deciding factors. Of course, this is only an ideal-type state-of-mind, but can you imagine? What would the possibilities in life reach to? The more I think about those plain, yet still very shocking revelations, it makes me want to cry. How insane is it that our own mind is often-times what's in-between us and living life to our fullest potential? We stand in our own way, most of the time.
  These are all, of course, rhetorical questions that need-only to be personally pondered on.



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