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In a Handful of Hours

Posted on August 31, 2018 by Patricia Young

Are you familiar with the saying, “What a difference a day makes”? I’ve had many days I’ve thought about that saying over the years. Be it for weather, nerves about a test, an upcoming interview, whatever you are most grateful … Continue reading →

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Spaces We Take For Granted

Posted on July 31, 2018 by Patricia Young

This blog was written by accident. What I mean by that is, I was thinking about the cost of a new energy efficient air conditioner. Especially this summer when we’ve had high temperatures and humidity that will knock you down. … Continue reading →

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Today I Saw the Face of Racism and She Looked Like Me

Posted on June 27, 2018 by Patricia Young

When I woke up this morning, it never entered my mind that along with what would be one of the top ten most beautiful days of early summer; with bright blue skies, fluffy white clouds and a delicious breeze that … Continue reading →

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Her Voice On The Phone

Posted on March 31, 2018 by Patricia Young

When I heard your voice, it did not sound the same. It was weak and more fragile than a dewdrop glistening in the sun clinging to a blade of grass. The tone was soft, too soft, not quite a whisper. … Continue reading →

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