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It’s almost the time of year to swap the winter robe for my gauzy writing robe and I love the feel of this robe. It’s made by Honest Cotton and when walking, it floats along with you. I’ve worn it for years, so it’s thinning in the elbows from writing.…
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What a Saturday Morning Feels Like
I did something this morning that I haven’t done in a very long time. I sat down in one of the overstuffed Parson chairs, grabbed…
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These Three Words
The first time she left me a note, it was scribbled on a shipping label with black sharpie. This was the norm for a while,…
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The Christmas Tree
My neighbor, Mr. M, didn’t put his Christmas tree up this year. He shared he only did it for his granddaughter and since she moved…
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Grab a warm cuppa and soothe your weary soul inbarbsworld. I’m Barb, the writer behind this blog and I share through a clear, simple lens. I’ve lived a life filled with everything that money could buy, but in 2014 I left that life to feel myself living. Now, I know what abundance truly is and it can’t be bought.
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