sassandgrace
Where bold truth meets quiet strength—and sometimes wears heels.
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“Retirement Isn’t Where I’m Going—It’s How I’ve Chosen to Stay”
I’ve asked myself how I wish to retire—and instantly found myself blinking at the question. And still… the answer does not come. The world, of course, had no hesitation.It offered a checklist.A finish line marked by dollar signs,pastel oceans,smiling stock-photo… Continue reading
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“If I Had To Change My Name”
Sometimes the name they can’t pronounce is the one you were born to carry in reverse. If I had to change my name, and I mean HAD to I would smile with practiced grace, Pour tea into porcelain, and give… Continue reading
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“When Morning Knocks Softly”
Living Diary: EG Collection I don’t wake up to an alarm. I put that blaring apparatus to sleep, many moons back. And no—I don’t mean today’s endless ringtone options with bird songs and waterfall loops. I’m talking about the… Continue reading
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Cold Weather: With All Due Warmth, Please Know Your Place
There exists a proper time for cold—it’s welcome in December, perhaps extending into January if I’m feeling generous. Like a short stay, a polite hello, a brisk wind may be forgiven. But beyond that? I dare say, you’re loitering. I… Continue reading
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The HOV Lane to Heavens Kitchen
My favorite restaurant isn’t defined by cuisine or white tablecloths—it’s defined by craving. And not just for food. It’s the kind of place where, the moment I walk in, someone nods like we’ve done this dance before. Where the vibe… Continue reading
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