Pan-Fried Tilapia with Mango Peach Salsa

This weekend my aunt gave me the most beautiful two mangoes. My first reaction? Eat. Now.

My mother grew up in Africa, so mangoes were a staple for her and a savored treat for us as kids.

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My Story: Part 2 — Transition

Board by board, nail by nail, and layer by layer of paint, our house was rebuilt. Those days in late May and June were agonizing, just waiting to be a resident of my own home again.

During this tough time I was finally able to come to terms with my depression as an illness. I began steadily taking my medication and practicing coping techniques. Occasionally, I felt like a child going through the motions of a silly song, but the truth is, these things helped.

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What is an Invitation to Play?

I had never heard the term “invitation to play” outside of the context of actually inviting friends over for a play-date until a few months ago.

After seeing the term on an education blog, I did a lot of research, and here’s what I discovered.

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My Story: In Five-Part Harmony

It happened in seconds. It felt like years. My finger fumbled around for centuries before I could dial the right numbers: 911. The flames completely had engulfed every part of our kitchen. I could see the smoke pouring out of our garage and leaking through the roof.

This is not happening. This kind of thing does not happen in real life, not to us!

But isn’t that the thought that always enters our minds when tragedy strikes?

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My Story: Part 1 — From the Ashes

By now, surely, the flames have spread to the living room. The Christmas tree with twinkling lights, the heirloom harp, our wedding photos and Bundle’s baby album…where is the cat?! Why aren’t they here yet?!?!

A million thoughts zapped through my mind like electricity, shaking my body, as I waited for the emergency responders to pull up and blast our home, our new-to-us, perfect, ready-to-grow-in home we’d purchased six months prior.

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