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dreamed of working for.
I stood there in the middle of the dining room, holding that business card, with my apron still tied around my waist.
For the first time in a very long time, I felt something rise inside me that I hadn’t allowed myself to feel in years.
Hope.
The Long Weekend of Doubt
I almost didn’t call.
I went back and forth all weekend. I picked continue reading …
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