Tag: deconstruction
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Family, Rewritten
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Healing is strange. It’s not linear, and it’s not always loud. Sometimes, it shows up in the quietest moments. Like sitting by my mother’s bed, hearing her laugh with her sister even as her memory faded. Or watching old friends and long-lost cousins reappear with hugs and warmth at my…
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Tithing. Or as I like to call it: Gambling.
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When I was a believer, I sold a paid-off car to pay a tithing debt so I could go to my cousin’s temple wedding. I’ll never do that again.