I still remember my first home studio/ craft room/ office.  We were newly married, living in my parents basement and navigating life with a baby and adult responsibilities.  I had invented my own product ( a nursing cover that actually covers you) and had a blossoming little etsy shop that I was running from said…

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Medicine isn’t always a potion or a pill. Sometimes it’s a person, or a place, or a path, or a passion. This is a sample of my mine. … The overwhelm hits me and my stomach punches back. A battle commences inside me. I over committed again, said yes to too many new things when…

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