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We all have a dark place in us. It's what we do with it and the choice we make.

Mary E. Pearson

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Mary E. Pearson
Age: 69
Born: 1955
Born: August 14
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He believes me. But that is nothing new. He always did because I was a rule follower. I played by the rules he understood. But there are new rules now, ones he doesn't know yet. He'll learn. Just as I'm learning.
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A single gentle rain makes the grass many shades greener. So our prospects brighten . . .
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Picture yourself five years from now. Where do you want to be? Remember that. Every day. That's how you'll get there.
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There are all kinds of friends you make in life... But there's something different about someone who spreads their wings with you.
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Which weakness shall I tell her? “I walk funny,” I say, and she’s satisfied with that. (inside joke)
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Multiple closets for different needs. Overkill.
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