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April 06, 2021
BFJ Turns 5 - My Mixed Tape To You
Taking a trip down memory lane isn’t common for me, but once in a while it’s nice to take stock of how far we’ve come the past 5 years, the past 20 and gulp, the past 30 years. I’ll see a funny photo or listen to fantastic music transporting me back to a simpler time and man, it feels awfully sweet to romanticize the 90s. I wouldn’t change the choices made (good and not so good), the friendships built and time spent with people I trusted and loved.
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January 15, 2021
A Lesson In Love From My Dad
My Dad passed away on January 17th of 2009. He had battled cancer for years and while we all knew he’d succumb to the disease, the finality of his death still stung my heart, cracking open a wave of grief so deep and wide, it was truly breathtaking. I suppose losing a parent is like losing a limb. It’s painful and debilitating at first. You learn to adapt with two steps forward and one step back, and then learn to live life in a new way.
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November 03, 2020
Simple Times, Simple Pleasures
I kept meaning to write to you for the last several months, but what could I possibly add to the dumpster fire that is 2020? You have heard it all before, I have read it all too, and to be blunt, I am utterly fatigued by the prevailing drama, loss, hurt and fear. For a lot of us it’s easy to say we’ve had to endure far more traumatic years than 2020.
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May 11, 2018
May Is A Mother
Do you feel like you’re on a treadmill? I do. I feel like I’ve stumbled a few times this month as the ramp gets higher and the speed picks up. I’ve been keeping up the pace, but man, if I look away for one minute, I might be one of those complete disasters landing face first at the back of the room rolled into a ball, and if I’m lucky, with a broken bone or two.
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April 18, 2018
Blood, Sweat and Tears
On this, the second anniversary of Bent Fine Jewelry, I wanted to write directly to you, my reader, customer, friend or acquaintance. A wise sister told me that my latest collection, Dunes Collection, was a culmination of blood, sweat and tears. I laughed it off at first, “tra la la, it was nothing! No really, I could do this all day long!” But then, when I thought long and hard about that statement, she was right. Side note: big sisters are always right.
