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I believe I can Fly


Lately, I’ve been contemplating about freedom. And letting go, so I can fall into something new. Sometimes it’s difficult to take a giant leap into the not knowing. Do calculated risks define security ? I mean, is it a sure … Continue reading

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I can’t cook, but I used to….


When I was growing up, the few things I did with my mother and grandmother, was cook. I  could spend special time with each of them and also learn something. Besides, I liked to eat.  I was also told that this would be … Continue reading

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