Chelsea’s Blog

The girl with five names
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Jun 2
Exploration

Not My Voice Right Now

This isn’t about what I have to say, but below is a story from my dear friend, who gave me permission to share her post, along with accounts to follow to educate yourself on anti-racism and places you can donate in order to support the Black Lives Matter movement. Listen. Read. Donate. Actually read, donate […]

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Fully Baked Unnecessary Rage

Things rarely go as you’d expect them to. Especially not when you tell others to get better about managing their expectations, handling their disappointments, and setting goals. I closed my computer and walked downstairs on Tuesday preparing to upload my post. I had spent much longer than usual editing my video and was ready to […]

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Expectation Versus Reality

Who hasn’t posted something on social media entitled expectation vs. reality?  I think we would all raise our hands if someone asked us if we have ever been disappointed by our expectations…so I thought on this a bit and tried to figure out a way forward… Happy day, Friends. Sending you so much love and […]

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May 22
Exploration

Fistfights and Unlocking Joy

As I watched two people in front of me in a socially distanced line at a coffee shop almost get into a fistfight, I was snapped out of my reverie. I had been standing there, thinking about what I wanted to write about today. I was in my own little world thinking on joy and […]

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Lost in Relaxation OR My Husband Occasionally Looks Like a Hurt Puppy

Domi wandered downstairs looking lost in his own home. It was the first day of no school in three and a half years. I had told him to also take off work for a few weeks so he could just relax and enjoy himself. It was time for a break for my boy. He was […]

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You Bet Your Booty I’m Relentless

My Dad, who might I add, loves me very, very much ascribed an adjective to my normal state of being from the time I was about two years old. Relentless. And wasn’t that the truth. I think at the time he didn’t necessarily think it was to my benefit, mostly I think I drove him […]

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