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All is calm on this weekend morning which is how I tend to like it. I moved the desk from the back of the house to the front and as I sit to write this I’m gazing out the window overlooking the front yard. Nothing is moving. Not a single…
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An Unsupervised Life
My daughter secretly worries a little bit about my living alone and she has good reason. Recently, she sent me a TikTok and said, “I’m…
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Calloused
When I was a kid, the men in my family had calloused hands and Daddy had a row of callouses on the palms of each…
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The One-Eighty
Taking in my surroundings, I note a wisp of dog hair that was missed by yesterday’s vacuuming, or it’s a new one that formed overnight.…
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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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