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Storytelling: Larger Than Life After Death
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Storytelling: Larger Than Life After Death

I was in the third grade when my grandfather died of brain cancer. I was a neon-scrunchie-wearing, freckle-faced kid who’d obliviously asked him what he thought of the Lisa Frank Valentines I was creating for my classmates only a week before his passing. He couldn’t answer, of course, his eyes yellowed and his body still,…

When Unconditional Love Requires Conditions
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When Unconditional Love Requires Conditions

Let’s talk about the toxic relationships in our lives. We’ve all got them, but “toxic” is subjective and varies from one relationship to the next. It can be someone who literally puts lives at risk, or it can be your passive aggressive coworker. I’ve watched three generations of my family cycle through the effects of…

Hi, My Name is Chel, and I Cry in Spin Class
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Hi, My Name is Chel, and I Cry in Spin Class

After years of avoiding spinning and any other overpriced, trendy fitness classes that popped up, an opportunity arose for me to give it a try. It was somewhat of a team-building exercise for Detroit Moms Blog contributors and was on the house, so I had nothing to lose. It’s pretty well-documented that I’m no athlete,…