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Inside all of us is someone else just dying to make an entrance. As…

I have felt her presence for the past month, more often than I can…

I’m not sentimental. There, I said it. I don’t weep over dresses handed down for generations and I don’t get “warm and fuzzy” over antique china. Maybe it has something to do with the family I was raised in? My mom isn’t loyal to brands and shops at any store that peeks her interest. Her purchase may bomb, or they may work, but for her, the fun is in the chase. My mom is, quite possibly, the most unsentimental person on earth. Fresh and fun, yes. Sentimental, no. Five years ago, when I had my first daughter, my mom tried to pawn off a photo of my sister as me to prove I resembled my newborn. One small problem, the photo was dated and it wasn’t the year I was born. I laughed and it made for a great story, two things my mom is never short on.

If I had a dime for every time my parents urged me to decide on a profession prior to college, I’d be waaaaaay rich. Their mentality was super simple: decide what you want to be and major in it. And don’t choose History or Political Science or Liberal Arts because in their mind, what in the hell kind of job are you going to get? They were very traditional and linear thinkers.

I recently celebrated an anniversary…2 years on Facebook. It passed without any fanfare or “happy anniversary” posts on my wall, as it was an anniversary only I was aware of. When I was on maternity leave with my second child, a friend told me that I just haaaaaad to get on Facebook. I dutifully completed the assignment and haven’t looked back.

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Three years ago this morning, I received a phone call that would forever change…