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Ask believe & receive
“Manifest your dreams.” That sounded so corny to me. How can one just make something out of nothing? By believing in yourself. I didn’t believe in myself for the longest time. I spent most of my youth & twenties with negative self talk. Until the moment I changed my perspective did things start lining up…
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Happier than a pig in mud
Scrolling through my social media, you’ll probably notice I favor my pigs. I do. I’ve been in love with pigs since I was a little girl after watching Charlotte’s Web. If you come to my home you’ll see it covered with pig decor. I really love pigs. They fascinate me. I can spend hours out…
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From barn to boudoir
Comparison is the thief of joy. Theodore Roosevelt I’m an extremely insecure person. I’m sure it stems from being teased and feeling like an outcast at times. It’s hard for me to believe or accept compliments. Drives my husband nutty. But what is the point in this insecurity? I used to strive for perfection. The…
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Extroverts in lockdown
I am almost 100% an extrovert according to multiple personality tests I have taken over the years. They’ve all had the same underlying theme- I gain my energy & recharge around others. This doesn’t mean I don’t need my alone time, but I would rather spend my time with multiple human interactions. I live in…
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I’m no farmer
Let me preface this by saying the following- I am not a farmer. My “farmhouse” is moreso a petting zoo than a real farm. We have two pigs, two goats, and hopefully more eventually. The beginning of the pandemic and before the official lockdown of Washington state we decided to buy a house. Just for…
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Experiencing Racism
My parents are originally from the Philippines. They immigrated here in 1975 and lived the quintessential “American Dream”. My father was a successful anesthesiologist and my mother was a registered nurse. They were able to leave a third world country and raise their three children in America. I will never be able to share my…
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