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Alece Ronzino
May 30, 2011
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“Faith isn’t an epidural. It’s a midwife who stands next to me, saying, “Push. It’s supposed to hurt.” ”
— Brené Brown

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Hope. That (damn) thing with feathers. I see it in the trees coming back to life after a long winter. I see it in the clear blue sky after unending days of grey. I see it in springtime more than anytime. Hope. - The man wasn’t even speaking directly to me, but the words I heard him say bounced around the walls of my heart as though they were meant for me alone. “May your dreams be greater than your memories.” Even now, I can feel my chest constricting and my breath shallowing all over again. Because I’ve lived the last decade of my life with the very real sense that my greatest days are behind me. - I had dreams in my former life. All kinds of them. And when I lost everything, I lost not just my dreams but also, seemingly, my ability to have them. Even while I’ve embraced this new life of mine back on American soil, dreaming—hoping—remains elusive. - My realism and pragmatism seem to war against the notion of hope. I *want* dreams that outweigh my memories. I’m just not sure how to get there... - So I look and I listen and I feel. I pay more attention to the flowers at my feet, the budding trees above my head, the whimsical chatter of the birds, the blue skies and popcorn clouds, the wind rustling through my hair... - I watch springtime as it blooms hope all around me, and maybe—just maybe—also in my heart. - #hope #oneword365
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When Brother Bear is promoted to Head Chef at @wolfferkitchen, the fam flies to New York to surprise and celebrate him! So proud of you, Mike!
Good food is my love language. I’m feeling pretty smitten right now.

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