When I was a little girl, and I assume even into my teen years, I thought happiness was something given to certain people.
And what did happiness look like…?
Money. Fame. A big house. The ability to travel the world. The best clothes.
As I got older, met my now husband, (once removed and added back in) bought our first teeny, tiny house, adopted a few do…
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