I had become complacent

“I had become complacent. Manipulating relationships was my sole means of survival.”

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my story grew heftier

“my story grew heftier, full of confusion and grief. It became second nature for me to practice and recite my lines for my dramatic sob story. My fishbowl was filled with murky water and I had become so accustomed to it that my clarity was absolutely distorted.”

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My busyness eventually caught up with me

“My busyness eventually caught up with me. When my world stopped spinning for a moment, I realized my productivity didn’t have much to show for itself. My forward began to rotate backward. And, my band aid had finally started to lose its stickiness.” .

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Vicky Corral and the Vicky C. Hope Foundation

I Met Tina Pansini, sister of the late Vicky Corral at the Tomato Festival a few weeks ago. Tina contacted me shortly after, sharing with me her family’s mission for their non-profit, the Vicky C. Hope Foundation in honor of her sister. Tina invited me to honor her sister at…

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