Eleanors Living Diary
Poetic reflections, tender truths, and storytelling straight from the soul of Eleanor Grace—one diary page at a time.
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The Well-Mannered Illusion
What’s a conspiracy theory you actually find believable? “The mirror doesn’t lie.” EXCUSE ME. We’ve known since childhood that mirrors can lie. We literally built fun houses around the evidence. One makes you six feet wide. Another turns your head… Continue reading
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I Used to Collect Permission Slips
What’s something you used to worry about but don’t anymore? My dear girl, I have found your permission slips. You left them everywhere. For decades, you kept them—little quotations, photographs of memes, verses of Scripture, scraps of encouragement saved at… Continue reading
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The Kitchen Broadcast System
Which outdated technology do you miss the most, and why? Like most Saturday mornings in the 1980s, I sat cross-legged in front of the television, completely mesmerized by The Jetsons. I couldn’t wait for the future. Flying cars, video calls,… Continue reading
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Ordinary, On Purpose
What’s one habit that has improved your life the most? Where the sea met a rugged coastline and fog often blurred the line between sea and sky, a lighthouse keeper began each evening the same way. He climbed a narrow… Continue reading
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When Chaos Changes the Picture
Is a little chaos actually good for us? Imagine stepping into a Parisian gallery in the early twentieth century. You are surrounded by paintings where faces are fractured into geometric pieces, proportions are stretched like pulled taffy, and gravity seems… Continue reading
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The Steps I Never Planned
Hit 5,000 steps today and drop your achievement here — we’re cheering you on! I hit 5,000 steps today. Some were intentional… Others belonged to life. Three hungry dogs were convinced breakfast was an emergency. One even took off with… Continue reading
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The Wisdom of a Gut Feeling
What do you love now, that you hated when you were younger? As kids, we chase whatever makes our taste buds happy in the moment. The future never gets a vote. Then the years pass. At first, your body whispers,… Continue reading
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Good News Looks Good on Me
You get some great, amazingly fantastic news. What’s the first thing you do? I’d blink a few times, slow — like I’m clearing fog from a windshield. I’d look around the room, searching for something out of place. My brain… Continue reading
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The Many Souls of My Feet
I wish I could say I have one favorite pair of shoes. But maybe the beauty is that I don’t. There isn’t just one pair.There’s one epic journey — and within it, a rotating cast. A quiet ensemble living in… Continue reading
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Confessions of a Texas Hardened Criminal
I have a confession to make. I am a hardened criminal. Not because of that Texas roll at a stop sign last Tuesday — you know, the kind where you respectfully acknowledge the sign but don’t fully commit — but… Continue reading