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Yesterday I got together for an early breakfast with a great friend. The sun was out. We sat under a big umbrella on a pretty patio.

And then it poured rain.

I mean poured.

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I want to be that girl

Once upon a time when I was  newly separated and it was my first Christmas this way and I was holding it together so well because I had to and I wanted to but suddenly I was about to spill all my emotion,

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