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Fuck Trump. And fuck you if you voted for him. 🖕🏻

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This. 🙌🏻

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But in poetry they say…. ✨

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You know what day it is… ✨🌮🍹

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As the year comes to a close, I find myself reflecting on 2024—a year filled with both challenges and blessings. It’s been a journey of growth, resilience, and gratitude, and as we prepare to welcome 2025, my heart is full.✨

Some of the lows stand out sharply. In February, we lost my father-in-law. His passing brought the inevitable reflections on life—questions like, Did I do enough?—and those thoughts have lingered. Later in the year, my son was involved in a serious car accident while living in Chicago, where he’s finishing his senior year of university. A moment’s distraction caused a chain-reaction collision. It was devastating, but we’re incredibly grateful that no lives were lost. Though his recovery kept him immobile for months, my husband was able to rent a house in Chicago to care for him, turning a challenging time into one of closeness and support.

Another low point was the outcome of the presidential election. Seeing half the country choose hatred, fear, and lies over compassion, truth, and leadership was disheartening. It’s a reminder of the work we still have to do.

Despite the difficulties, this year also brought incredible highs. I’m deeply thankful to have found a career I love in behavioral health—a field that is challenging, rewarding, painful, and hopeful all at once. Helping others heal and grow fills me with purpose and fulfillment. ✨

I’m also overjoyed to once again call Tucson, Arizona, home. Returning to the city of my early childhood, where I have my happiest memories, feels like a dream come true. I wake up to breathtaking sunrises and end my days with stunning sunsets. My beautiful home and the life I’ve built here, while not perfect, are a constant source of gratitude.

One of the greatest blessings has been having my daughter nearby, now living in Tucson as well. Seeing her more often fills my heart with joy.

Looking back on 2024, it’s clear that life’s challenges have been matched by moments of beauty and connection. I carry forward the lessons, love, and hope this year has given me, ready to embrace whatever 2025 may bring.🎉

✨I hope you have a wonderful and joyful New Year filled with love, growth, and peace. Here's to 2025 bringing all the best for you and your loved ones!✨

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I loved Cuba! 🇨🇺

The people were so lovely, but man it was so hot.. lol I’d totally go again tho 🩷

I miss traveling! I cannot say that emphatically enough. This is Havana, Cuba. I visited back in 2016. It’s an absolutely incredible place. The people.. the architecture... the atmosphere.. are all exquisite. I can’t wait to go back.

This only thing I didn’t care for was the weather. It was the hottest I’ve ever been in my life lol! Humidity hates me. I belong in the desert, and it was never more apparent than when I was in Cuba... 🖤

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I was thinking of her the other day and this post, as I often do.. wondering.. hoping… wishing. I’m not angry or hurt anymore, it’s just a thing from the past… but it feels so unfinished… so I don’t know… there was no closure. Well… I guess there was closure just not the kind I wanted lol… oh well… I’m sure I’ll be 80 yrs old someday still thinking of her ✨

It’s been a long time now. Since we spoke. I still think of her daily. I wonder how she is. If she’s found love. If someone loves her. Is she finally happy?

I loved her. I wanted so badly for us to be the best of friends. Lifelong friends. Adventuring friends. The kind that traveled together, the kind that could tell each other anything and would still be there, friends.

We weren’t like that though. We weren’t even close to that. She instead chose, jealousy and insecurity over trust, friendship and confidence. She chose ignorance over intelligence. She chose weakness over strength. She chose and still chooses to only seek fantasy over reality.

I was a bad friend too. Every time I thought I was “helping” it was just meddling. She was a grown woman, why did I think I needed to “help”?

Women and friendships, a perplexing and almost seemingly unattainable thing. Women are fiercely independent, territorial, loyal and competitive. We love just as hard. But we are harder on each other than on any man.

We will run to the ends of the earth for each other, our family, our children and we will forgive men over and over again… to the point of absurdity, but once we feel betrayed by another woman… that’s it. It’s over. They are dead to us. Or in the very least, the friendship is never the same. A shadow of what it once was or once could be.

Men can pat each other on the backs, pal around and drink beer and forget. Simple creatures I guess. Easy. I long for that.

I have friends. I even have lifelong friends that I’m close to, I could tell anything to, that I love. But they aren’t her. It isn’t the same, and I’ll go to my deathbed having regret for having lost her.

It was unrequited of course. I was just a fly on her toast that she just flicked away… isn’t that how these things go? Unrequited love or friendship, it’s always the same. One person wants what the other does not.

It’s time to stop hurting and being angry. It’s been long enough. Time to let it go. Let her go. She isn’t coming back. She isn’t going to suddenly see the error of her ways or forgive me for mine. She isn’t missing me or longing for my friendship. I’m a fool for even considering it.

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One of my favorite sunsets from 2024🩷❤️🧡💛

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It’s almost Christmas Day.. hard to believe we’ve come to another year’s end… 💚❤️ I’ve seen Diana Krall live and she has such an amazing smooth and sultry voice.. I love it.. and love this version of merry little Christmas..

Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas

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Killing someone (premeditated) for whatever reason isn’t right but… one could make the argument that Thompson and other decision makers at UHC are also guilty of premeditated murder...they just use a pen instead of a gun. But their body count is considerably higher. 🤷🏼‍♀️

Know your enemy.

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This is my view in the morning 🩷 if you haven’t seen my other account @desert-love , it’s all things desert or southwest. Some of my photography is mixed in. 🥰🌵🏜️

Sunrise in Tucson, Az. 🌅

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You can’t go back. Ever. (Can you?)

I recently had an ex reach out to me.. complimenting me, bringing up our past etc.. of course he did this after the situation in his life changed lol… men are so transparent smh. I find it interesting that he always gravitates back to me. I’ve known him for over 30 years but it’s been four years since I’ve seen him and other than the occasional happy holidays and I hope you’re well conversation.. not much has been said. Well not until he’s single again.

Are all men like this? Is it me? Am I unforgettable or am I just the one that’s around? Lol.. I get how we can get nostalgic for the past. Wanting our youth back with the people that remember you in our youth… When we were younger, freer, perkier lol… but can you really go back? Should you go back…?

A positive would be… I love being thought of as “simply the best… better than all the rest” 🩷

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Ouch 🥴

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Sometimes, I can’t believe I’m 54. Sure, I’m a proud Gen X’er, and I get that I’m older-ish—but honestly, being in my 50s still feels surreal. I recently heard someone say, “Even though I’m this age, I still feel the same mentally as I did when I was young.” That really resonated with me. Physically, maybe not all the time, but overall, I think, feel, and act more like someone in their 30s than someone in their 50s.

Yesterday at work, a few people complimented me on how pretty I looked. I was having a good hair day (see the picture above for proof!). I told them - “not bad for 54!” 😅

“Aging is an extraordinary process where you become the person you always should have been."

— David Bowie

It’s a beautiful reminder that growing older is a journey of self-discovery and authenticity.✨

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We make choices. So did they. 💙

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And so it begins… 😔

We have to do something about him. I hope he doesn't do this

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If Americans are willing to reelect Trump after everything he's said in just the past three months, there's nothing Harris could have done...except be a man. Nothing.