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Lately I’ve noticed that my voice has changed--I’ve wondered about the cause, whether it’s a result of my going through a trying time (cancer diagnosis and treatment, unexpected death of my mother), or just a cold my body is trying to fight off. Next time I notice the “weirdness” in my voice, I’m going to try the arm-petting gesture and see if it changes anything. Or maybe I’ll come up with another gesture. 🤔

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Thanks for reading, Janet. I'm so sorry for your loss and so sorry you're going through such a tough time. I suppose the gesture can't hurt, and if anything, it's a reminder to be kind to yourself, right? Sending you love and support <3

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Thanks! Today’s my last day of radiation therapy, so from here on out, it’s only going to get better (at least that’s my intention)

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It amazes me how much language can capture and what little things it describes. I think about looking up, as if into your brain or pinching your nose bridge. They’re variations on the same thing.

Loved the Abdelmahmoud’s letter to his daughter. A name is a curious thing to present to the world because it can be so personal and full in a way no one understands. You Anglicize the pronunciation or concede to a nickname to get along. But it’s part of that chain of lineage. We all wear it.

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Yes! Words are so powerful. And a name can mean so much. Thanks for reading, Chevanne :)

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