The Beauty Of Having The Worst Happened To You

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Here I am, chilling on the couch with my husband on a sunny Sunday, about to enter the second week of what I consider as my half employment.

Just when I was getting a bit of footing, life pulled the rug from under my feet — yet again.

I’ve had many hopes the past couple of months.

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Writer by heart. Teacher (English, Yoga, Pilates) by trade. Avid reader. World traveller. Model. You can reach me at agneslouis3108@gmail.com.

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Agnes Eveline Anton

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Writer by heart. Teacher (English, Yoga, Pilates) by trade. Avid reader. World traveller. Model. You can reach me at agneslouis3108@gmail.com.

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