We never lose our power. Some of us misplace it or believe it’s diminished over time. We may not seem the same on the surface, and we may develop gnarly habits. But our power is always with us. The truth is we’re the same person we were at 12. Life weakens and fortifies us. We
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My Aunt Maureen died last month. After the eulogy, we were quiet. Some of us got hives, some got bone-tired, some put their sadness in a box, storing it for another time. In my aunt’s home we returned to our safe routines, telling jokes, crazy-but-true family stories, and cleaning. We are really good at cleaning.
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