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Seven months in Florida have been full of twists, turns, and false starts, but it looks like I’ve found a place to settle in (see: “settle in” above). How do I know? Signs. Signs! The first giveaway that Jacksonville would fit: Dance Trance is within walking distance of my house. Duh. If I drove 10 [...]
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It’s been about a month since I quit my job, a few weeks since I sold my house, and several days since Kevin and I landed in Melbourne, Florida, the sleepy beach town where most of the American side of my family now lives. Spending the last 20 Christmases here, I’ve already formed strong opinions about this place and [...]
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There’s a lot wrong with Florida. Above is some photo evidence from the Wal-Mart of Melbourne, where I spent Christmas visiting my mother. My sister was the first one to choose Florida as a place to live (rather than just vacation or die), then spent the last 20 years raising her kids there. My mother [...]
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Right outside the office door. (I love it when the camera takes over and “Auto” does the trick.)
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Fall, you’re awesome. The time of year when it feels like my entire life’s getting run through a car wash—feels shiny, clean, refreshed, a little misty, and ready to take off after something exciting. Except…
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On choosing a child-free life… “One of the hardest things to look at in this life is the lives we didn’t lead, the path not taken, potential left unfulfilled.”
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