If cobbler’s children have no shoes, then…uh oh.
Several years back, I met someone for coffee who I only knew because she was a regular in my yoga class. We had become friends in class and seemed like we would be friends in “real life” too. When I sat down with my cup of coffee (and most likely a cookie) she said she …
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