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Why Bother With a Best Friend?

Unlike others, I did not have a best friend while growing up. One of my brothers, eighteen months older than me, was the one with whom I had the most fun; rough housing in the living room, racing our bicycles, playing catch and kickball. But I didn’t count him as my best friend. He was…
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Why Bother Allowing Ourselves Happiness?

Not unlike others of my era, I left home at the age of eighteen with the goal of creating a life which would include happiness, something that I did not have at the time. Though I had no idea where this ambition of finding personal satisfaction would lead me, I knew it was time for…
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Why Bother Understanding Your Perspective?

Although my siblings and I all shared the same tragedy, our dad’s suicide, none of us necessarily share the same perspective of the different events that make up the story. I was reminded of that just the other day when conversing with one of my sisters.     A Lie is a Lie In 1972,…
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Friendship

Why Bother Noticing the Gift of Relationships?

I consider truthful, honest, and genuine people who want to have a relationship with me to be a gift. I like nothing more than to spend time with a person who is willing to connect with me on a heart-to-heart level. There are a few “regulars” in my life with whom I share this pleasure…
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