life
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People often ask me, “How do you do it all?” Short answer: I don’t. Not really. Not all at once. Long answer? It’s a messy dance of color-coded calendars, late night writing sprints, laundry piles the size of small dragons, and a whole lot of grace. Between being a mom to four kids, running a
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There’s a certain kind of silence that lives in the space between stories. It’s not the peaceful kind, not at first. It’s itchy. Heavy. Like walking into a room and forgetting why you’re there. That’s the silence I’ve been sitting with lately, the kind that creeps in after a big writing push, or when a
Fay Messina 