New Moon, New Start

Personal Narrative
It's been a long time. I shouldn't have left you... Keep going if you know the words. Meanwhile, I'll just bob my head and smile. It has been a while. And since I've last appeared in this space, I've been out and about in the world collecting experiences. My most recent one was a glorious trip to Sesimbra, Portugal with my cousins. I may write more about that later. [caption id="attachment_3311" align="aligncenter" width="300"] Brown beauties in Portugal.[/caption] Today I'm dusting off the blog to say hello. It's fall in the western hemisphere and it's a new moon. And y'all know I love a good reason any reason for a fresh start. After this hiatus, I've got a lot on my mind. Some of it I'll share here, but other things I may share…
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200 pages down.

30 Day Blog Challenge
I'm 2/3s of the way done with Pearl's book. I've been on a first name basis with her since I began this journey. Reading it makes me wonder how much wisdom gets lost because women don't share their most intimate thoughts? Either aloud or in writing? Many of us live our lives, and simply figure out the hard shit as we go along. Some read the self-help gurus say, and I'm sure there's plenty of insight to be gained by doing so. Others bond and grow through occasional talks with a close friend. But how many of us engage in a systematic effort to document (your real) life and the lessons it teaches you? Either for your own reflection and edification or for the express purpose of passing it on?…
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Why cocostudio?

Personal Narrative
I can't recall if Cean or John or figured it out first. We were high school classmates, and for one reason or another Cean I think (or maybe John) saw my name written out: Nicole Collier. Doodling or something, he noted the co in Nicole and the Co in Collier. In that instant, the nickname Coco was born. It didn't catch on. Well not really, anyway. People have always called me whatever suited them: Nicole, Colie, Nicolette, Lette, Nicki, Nic, and so on. Cean called me Coco and John called me NiCocoButterBeanSoup. Maybe one or two others jumped on the Cocowagon. Everyone else stuck with whichever version of Nicole they liked. I thought coco was cute in print, so I began to write it everywhere. Somewhere in the middle of…
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