Category: My World, My Thoughts
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The Dog Who Goes Everywhere
What started with a free stuffed Snoopy became a collection of adventures, tiny outfits, questionable travel expenses, and a reminder that joy doesn’t have an age limit.
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The Kitchen Was Never Just About the Food
Dan bought me a knife with my initials on it. Which probably doesn’t sound particularly romantic. It was. For a long time, I didn’t really cook. And then I met Dan. Dan is definitely the head chef in our house. I’m more of the sous chef. He handles most of the heavy lifting. I do…
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Music Is What Feelings Sound Like
Why I keep the tickets, buy another one, and cry when the moment hits. I have a box full of concert tickets. Actual tickets. The paper kind. Remember those? Duran Duran. Def Leppard. Depeche Mode. New Kids on the Block. Shows I had almost forgotten about until I started pulling everything out and realized just…
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Finding My Pen Again
Before there was What’s Up with Wendi, there were these. Journals. Lots of them. Different sizes, different covers, different chapters of my life. Some held quotes or poems I found and wanted to remember. Some held poems I wrote myself. Some held comic strips that made me laugh. And some held the thoughts that showed…
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Music Has Always Known Where to Find Me
Some memories live in photographs. Mine tend to have a soundtrack. From the songs that carry grief and love to concerts with my girls, a proposal, my mom and even a little cowbell—music has always known exactly where to find me.
