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Pilgrimage and rite of passage complete! Congratulations

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Is there anyone who drops their first-born off to college who doesn't feel the angst and bitter-sweetness of it all, knowing home life will never be the same? Extra tough if they lost their beloved Floppy a few months earlier, find weird lady cantalopes in their trees, and are looking for an acceptance letter after one submission or another. Please take heart; the non-secret lies in how you've taught your children to feel their feelings, and what the floopy egg has learned. Meanwhile, my writing group of four all have tickets to Su Teatro's peformance of your wonderful "Mixed Company" stories, and I want to schedule another editing session in November in follow-up to your feedback last time. Cheers, Jenny!

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I will look forward to seeing you at Stories on Stage, Ruth, and thanks for your support!

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I'm looking forward to what you write next! And if it's any consolation, we're traversing in this same existential boat, just in a different sea. I see you, my friend. It'll get better soon!

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Thanks, Scott. Even as I wrote this post, I was thinking of people I care about who are facing worse boundary situations than me, with their health or with terrible losses. Thinking about them keeps me going. Where there is life and health, there is hope!

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