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Your Reflection Doesn’t Lie
I sat with my 14-year-old son recently at a barber shop in the city center of Ramstein. This was after a week’s long exchange about the merits of his haircut, his lack of enthusiasm to use the on-base barber- which… Continue reading
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The Home Team
“There is no place safer on this planet than with me,” I say to my sons whenever there is something to be feared under the bed. Within the judgement of peers. Within the insecurities bleeding in their hearts. “I will… Continue reading
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When Friendship Dies
The death of a friendship can be the kind of death you don’t see coming. It feels like a car accident but not in the way in which you’re actually the driver. Maybe it’s like the kind of accident where… Continue reading
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Rules, Rosters & Roulette
This is the story of how I used my psychotically organized personality to find the love of my life on Match.com. A story for a different time: I was married for 10 years, had 3 kids with said-husband, and then… Continue reading
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Why am I in here?
Writing the second-half of my life while being in denial that the first-half is already over. That’s where we meet. Hello. I’m Shellie. I have whatever the female-equivalent version of Peter Pan syndrome is. Meaning, I think of myself as… Continue reading
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Calling all Versions
The magic that emerges from effective collaboration is undeniable. When diverse minds converge with a shared purpose, the results can be transformative. Continue reading
Recklessly Hopeful 