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Hitting The Nantucket Pause Button
1998? Somewhere near Coatue Beach, Nantucket. Every time I say the word “Nantucket”, my family screams, “UGH! NO MORE!!! Stop with the NANTUCKET!” After all, we live in a Nantucket-inspired cottage I begged us to build. I covered the front of it in climbing rose bushes. It’s possible there is something “Nantuckety” in every…
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Healthcare Bridge-o-Beliefs
I spent last week at the beach with my family, searching for a little “closer to fine”. I found it. It’s possible I have a unique viewpoint when it comes to the interplay between traditional and alternative medicine. Having been raised by parents fully devoted to these often opposing camps, I was raised at…
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“I Went To The Mountains, I Drank From The Fountain…”
OK gang, we’re about to get our hippy-dippy on. Hip-to-the-dip. As in, if you’re not comfortable talking about your spirit/soul/inner-being, walk away. Or to quote 2 year old Sara talking to her infant sister who was trying to attack our cat, “Walk ee-way Kel-Kel. Walk ee-way.” Long story short: I went temporarily blind at…