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Building a New Life
The weeks that followed blurred into paperwork, logistics, and difficult conversations. But amid the chaos, something else began to grow.
I signed up for yoga. I took a part-time job at the little bookstore down the street—a place that smelled of paper and quiet kindness. I filled notebooks with words: angry pages, hopeful pages, pages that hurt and pages that healed.
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