If I could pick up the phone and have one more conversation with you, what would I say? I’d ask you your thoughts on LLBean’s new return policy. Or tell you that I was actually kind of jealous of those activities you went to the senior center because they sound fun! I’d explain to you how I purposely dodged your…

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I love to read. Chapter by chapter I love learning new things about the characters and experiences that make a story. I think of my life as a chaptered story and here, sitting on my friends’ couch thinking about how our friendship came to be, I’m reminded of one of my life’s chapters. It began about 10 years ago when…

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As a domestic violence advocate, one of my job responsibilities is providing court support—basically: accompanying clients to legal proceedings. Mostly, this means just sitting there. I feel painfully inept at this pretty much always—mostly because it doesn’t really seem that the usefulness of the task I’m doing matches the gravitas of the situation we’re in. Stakes are high, and my…

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It felt like hundreds of eyes staring into my soul—not a fun feeling. The first time I stood up and talked to a room full of people, I was pretty sure that’s what was happening. People told me to picture the room full of people in their underwear. That didn’t help, not even a little. Instead I felt like people…

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