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About maebe11

My biggest goal is to find a life that leaves me breathless. If I must be broken, I want it to because I gave too much instead of not enough. My greatest fear is a cage that I make for myself. I want to find a way to be both a goodhearted woman & a warrior. It's all a journey. And this is the proof.

no right answers

I am agonizing over what it is I want to do. Over yet another career decision that will set me on a path completely different than the one I’m on now. Another long bloc of training in a new place, … Continue reading

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love is not enough

Love is not enough. It’s not what anyone wants to hear. Not ever, but especially not now. All we want to hear is that love will win, no matter what. Love is greater than violence, hatred, fear, bigotry. But love … Continue reading

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i got a dog

I hear him tell me that he’s happy for me. That I’m doing the right thing, going where I belong. I hear her order me a celebratory drink, toasting my new adventure. One far different from the one I have … Continue reading

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at the end of the night

A flurry of phone calls, a dozen emails back and forth, a few trips up the road, and one surprisingly smooth meeting and I am on the road again. The memory of what feels like a thousand conversations presses against … Continue reading

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blood-red moon

Please tell me you’re not working tonight The car hums, the radio is low. Most everyone in the car is asleep. I’m glad for it. As I thumb through messages, hers hits the hardest. Maybe because it comes closest to … Continue reading

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i hold it together

I hold it together. Or I try. In the months since I last wrote, I hold it together among the changes. The chaos of choices and regrets and joys and challenges ahead.  I hold it together when I take the … Continue reading

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a day was just a day

We’re lying on a bench outside, soaking up some late morning Texas sun. Staring through the branches overhead, hand thrown over face, I tilt my head towards her after several long minutes and ask, “Can we go back to the … Continue reading

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