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The last three years have been rocky for me. My children grew up and left; one to college across the country, and one to the streets as a drug addict. My sister was brutally attacked at nine months pregnant, and to top it off, I gained fifteen pounds. I had always been the person who was in control and suddenly everything was spiraling down, down, down. I sought counseling to deal with my grief over the drugs and was given the best advice on coping, “I didn’t cause it, I can’t control it, and I can’t cure it.” I find myself repeating this mantra many times a week. So my life went on as I continued to commute to my job, returning home to eat and sleep, and hanging with my husband and dogs. I had given myself time to heal emotionally but was getting restless. I spent many long…

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