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2024-08-28 17:06:37

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Open Graph

title

Sacred Cake by Jennifer Morford

description

Sweetness without calories. No baking required. Pieces and peace. Creative space with all the feels. Adventure awaits. Girl, lick the damn beaters.

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2026-03-04 02:20:54

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Sacred Cake by Jennifer Morford My Story HOME Sacred Cake Jewelry Press My Story Shop Sunday, August 04, 2024 Little Green Dot I cried myself to sleep last night because I’ll miss Nick Karasch, my sweet friend, my fellow insomniac, who kept me company online in the wee hours between dusk and dawn when no one else was awake. And last night as I lay in bed I felt his presence around me and I heard his voice telling me that I was right about it all. That he’s ok. That I can rest. But in that stillness, at 2:34 in the morning when I awaken, who will accompany me until my eyes grow heavy again with the weight of night? And I say, “Goodnight buddy. Talk again soon.” Sometimes, I would see the little green dot next to his name and I didn’t reach out. I was just comforted that the dot was there. That Nick was there, somewhere in the same sleeplessness. And that the cancer hadn’t yet claimed him. Now I see his name above my Facebook chat, but no little green dot next to the ...

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