The Other Side of Nice

Tag: fears

  • The far side of the moon

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    loriday1974
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    My daughter was the first person to show me an appreciation for the moon. From the young age of two, I can still picture her sitting in her little pink Barbie Jeep, pointing up one evening and saying, “the moon, the moon.” From that moment on, she wanted to stay up late for every supermoon,…