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I remember the hardest day of the week for me when I was single was Sunday. Specifically Sunday right after church.
Many of my other single friends would have plans with their families that day, but not me. My family lived 9 hours away.
So, I’d walk through the parking lot watching young moms ooh and ahh over Sunday school artwork and I’d think, “Their lives seem so blissfully full.”
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