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Dear Dad
This wasn't how I anticipated getting my blog up and going, but a little over a week ago, my dad passed away.
Apr 9, 2024
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Kirsten Nichole
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Recollections on a Lost Brother
It’s difficult for me to believe that it’s been ten years since Bruce passed; ten whole years that I’ve lived without him in my life.
Apr 9, 2024
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Kirsten Nichole
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Slouching Towards Freedom
Two weeks ago, if you had asked me what my plan for my life was, I would have given you a very well-thought-out five-year-plan—one that would have…
Apr 9, 2024
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Kirsten Nichole
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I Will Grow Soft
The last month has felt insufferable and I’ve hurt in ways I didn’t think I could hurt anymore.
Apr 9, 2024
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Kirsten Nichole
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No Longer Apologizing
So much of my life has been marked by a wondering of whether I am too much or not enough.
Apr 9, 2024
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Kirsten Nichole
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Here's the Thing
I was not the little girl who daydreamed about getting married, or the one who had every detail of her wedding planned prior to the age of ten—instead…
Apr 9, 2024
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You Are Not Your Worst Day
I was seventeen years old when my older brother died, and Julia, my little sister, was fourteen.
Apr 9, 2024
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Kirsten Nichole
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