Inspired by Sarah

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I am an incredibly private person. In fact, mention any of this to me directly, and I will probably deflect to something else to refrain from having to (face-to-face) discuss any of it. To reveal my deepest thoughts and feelings through this blog and put my simple online boutique on the world wide web (knowing the market, even in my own town, is completely saturated), is all quite....vulnerable.  Yet, there has been an unexpected blessing to this venture. I've discovered that several of my close friends have been touched by the plague of Alzheimer's on their loved ones. So, of course, they...

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Reality

Reality

Now, don’t get me wrong…I’m going at this dream with 110%. But, I’m also not quitting my day job. Smile. I’ve sold things on eBay before. I made over 1k over the span of a few weeks by just cleaning out my closet of a few worn out designer handbags that I had not carried in years. So, creating Sarah B Boutique and joining Poshmark (https://poshmark.com/closet/echristmas40) is not an unrealistic or haphazard venture. But, I also know I won’t be a millionaire from selling beautiful things via eCommerce. Remember when I mentioned the stacks of dollar bills and the letter...

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A Cruel Thief

A Cruel Thief

Any diagnosis of disease or illness is hard. I know that no one lives forever here on this Earth, but dementia in any of its forms is a cruel thief. The theft by Alzheimer’s is stealing memories from my Grandma. Not all at once. The robbery is slow and meticulous until Sarah cannot remember how to function doing the simplest of tasks that we all, of sound mind, take for granted. Horrible. I never expected the thief to target my Grandma. Her mind was always constantly engaged with tasks that she was even keeping straight and remembering for others like Tommy -...

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Making a Sale!

What is it about making a sale that is so exhilarating? Sure, the money is nice, but I’ve been reflecting on what it means to me. I believe there is some sense of belonging, acceptance, and being known. There is an incredible amount of gratitude that goes along with making a sale, too. My little known existence to the world, yet someone found my closet or my website and decided to trust me and make a purchase from me. As I go along on this venture, I do not want to lose sight of that. As I carefully package each...

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Letter to a Sixteen-Year-Old

Sixteen. New Car. (Well…new to me…it was a beat up, barely running Ford Probe). Know-It-All. I didn’t need anyone to tell me anything at 16, because I had finally arrived at the time in my life where I knew all the answers. While incredibly proud of me, I think my Grandma sensed a bit of stubborn (from her son, of course) and a bit of recklessness (she would end up coming to my aid many times as I tried to figure out how to be an adult). For at sixteen, my Grandma realized that more than ever what I needed...

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