Tag: HyphenatedHomestead
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“It’s Only 92,” They Said…

Today’s “feels like” temperature in St. Louis touched 115°F (45.6°C). Let me repeat that. Forty-five point six degrees Celsius.
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The Advice I’d Give to My Younger Self

There’s something deeply grounding about reflecting on the advice you’d give to your younger self. It’s not just a mental time machine. It’s a checkpoint; part therapy, part mentorship.
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The New Kid on the Blog (Literally)

So here’s the deal. I didn’t ghost Hyphenated Homestead. I’ve just been pulled into full-time parenting of two blogs. 😁
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From Crawl to Run: mPath Finds Its Own Place

It was bound to happen. A kid grows up, learns to scramble eggs without burning them, saves a little, and suddenly they’re renting a tiny apartment across town. They’ll still drop by for home-cooked meals and mom’s pep talks, but they’re officially on their own. That’s the story of mPath Services, and why it’s now…
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Too Big to Fail. Too Big to Nail. Too Big to Jail.

I recently came across this phrase—originally used to describe banking giants during the 2008 financial collapse: “Too big to fail. Too big to nail. Too big to jail.” Catchy, right? Almost absurd in its rhythm—and yet… painfully true.
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“Can I Borrow This?”

Let’s talk about something that sounds boring but really isn’t: ownership. Specifically, ownership of the words, videos, images, reflections, aha moments, and every little digital breadcrumb you see across this website. They’re not just pixels. They’re pieces of me.
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April Writing Challenge Wrap-Up: 15 Quotes, 15 Shifts

In April, I set out to challenge myself — to write from the heart, consistently, and in public. What began as a simple nudge turned into one of the most meaningful creative journeys I’ve taken in recent years.
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The Art of Letting Go

This one hit home. I used to think “more” meant better—more projects, more connections, more goals. But sometimes, subtraction is the truest form of self-care. Letting go of what no longer fits, fuels, or fulfills.
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A New Day, A New Chance

There was a time when I chased perfection. Now? I chase progress. Some days I write, some days I reflect, some days I rest. But every single day, I try to show up just a little better than the last. Not for applause. Not for competition. Just for me.
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Weed Out Doubt, Plant Belief

The weeds? They creep in quietly. A harsh comment here, a missed opportunity there. Before you know it, doubt is tangled around every good thing growing inside you.
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The Magic of Acceptance

We’ve all had parts of ourselves we wish we could erase—the impatience, self-doubt, constant overthinking.
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Catching Up with Yourself

We’re constantly chasing deadlines, validation, dreams—and sometimes, just the next item on the to-do list. There was a phase in my life where everything looked picture-perfect from the outside—packed calendar, constant buzz, achievements to flaunt. But I felt like a stranger inside my own body, simply reacting to the world rather than participating in it.



