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A Valentine’s Day story

We flirted and talked and learned a little more about each other. I was dating someone else who would also show up at the bar on Thursday nights. One night, I was talking, in the back of the bar, with my future husband. The body language must have made it obvious.

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“Surviving Cancer is the Least Important Thing About Me” (Special to the Palm Beach Post)

During Breast Cancer Awareness Month, I was asked to write this piece. Extremely personal. (Of course.) Warning: I use the term “dry vagina” twice. I know you expect nothing less from me.


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