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am 44 now. My girls have grown.
Two years ago, somehow, life found a way to pull me under.
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Mae got seriously ill when she was 25. It started small. Then it wasn’t.
Doctor visits turned into procedures. Procedures turned into bills that didn’t stop.
I worked longer hours, picked up extra jobs, and cut back on everything.
But it still wasn’t enough.
I was continue reading …
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