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I believe in the ocean. It has healing powers. The salt, sand, sea and sun all combine to take away every bit of worry in my being. When I look out over…
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This is a tough story to tell. My “wasband” (that’s husband, past tense) is an alcoholic. There came a point during our 18 years together when I was sure…
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This essay is apart of a yearlong project on grieving called "Learning to Live: What's Your Story?" We all believe many different things over the course…
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How did you learn to swim? Were you like a fish taking to water or, like me, dramatic? Was it easy or did it take a lot of practice? For me, it did. As…
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"Beep...Beep…Beep”…the rhythmic oscillations of the heart monitor delineate the steady, monotonous cycle of life. The computer screen displays a fragile,…
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As I ran to catch the bus one morning, I knew I was in for a weird day. ‘My life cannot get any worse than this right now,’ I thought to myself as I…
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Anywhere I go on Penn State’s campus, I get second glances and sometimes even a few comments from strangers. They say things like:“Nice pants.”“Did you…
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In grade school, you could say I was very introverted. I always kept to myself, and only talked to a few close friends. Fitting in with my peers had…
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Memories are powerful. It’s memories that make someone long dead, immortal. It’s memories that make us laugh at our mistakes. And it’s memories that make…
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I believe in Ellen. Ellen Smith is a THON child who has been battling cancer since 2011. Through her entire four-year journey, she has never given up her…