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Tuesday 21st October 2014

#PreApproved Writer of the Week: Alyssa Santos

#PreApproved Writer of the Week: Alyssa Santos

Love Idol Pain Alyssa Santos “I don’t know how to go back, Mom,” she says. I tell her that in one sense, going back might be impossible anyway. We can’t undo what has happened in us. We are changed.” – Jennifer Lee, The Love Idol Angelo and I sat in the slanted, golden September sunshine...

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Monday 20th October 2014

What We Need to Know When We Feel Lost and Alone

What We Need to Know When We Feel Lost and Alone

It was a hot day in August at a carnival. The air was frothy with dust, laughter and the dinging of bells. I was four years old, wearing a seersucker halter dress and pigtails, moving through a swarm of legs that seemed all welded together. At one point, I had been holding my mother’s ...

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Friday 17th October 2014

The Secret to Stop Feeling Like a Failure

The Secret to Stop Feeling Like a Failure

A Welcome to New Friends Welcome! Some of you are dropping by for the first time today, coming from Ann Voskamp’s blog, where she graciously allowed me to tell a story today. It’s a pleasure to “meet” you! Pull up a chair… I’m Jennifer Dukes Lee. I am a storyteller ...

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Wednesday 15th October 2014

#TellHisStory: How The Real World-Changers Live … and How They Die

#TellHisStory: How The Real World-Changers Live ... and How They Die

Outside my windows, the trees had begun their beautiful dying. I stared out blankly, eyes cloudy with grief, thinking about the phone call I’d just gotten. She was dying.  I didn’t want to go say goodbye. But she was ready to go, surrendering to the season. She was a tree in autumn, ...

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