Lynn Haraldson
For more than 25 years, I've been writing about love, change, grief, and (occasionally) politics, trusting that there is more that unites than divides us.
- By Lynn Haraldson
- Based in United States of America
- Roughly one post per month
- First post on
Posts per month
| Month starting | Posts |
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| Sep 2022 | 1 |
| Oct 2022 | 2 |
| Nov 2022 | 0 |
| Dec 2022 | 5 |
| Jan 2023 | 0 |
| Feb 2023 | 2 |
| Mar 2023 | 3 |
| Apr 2023 | 2 |
| May 2023 | 1 |
| Jun 2023 | 5 |
| Jul 2023 | 3 |
| Aug 2023 | 1 |
| Sep 2023 | 1 |
| Oct 2023 | 1 |
| Nov 2023 | 0 |
| Dec 2023 | 0 |
| Jan 2024 | 0 |
| Feb 2024 | 1 |
| Mar 2024 | 3 |
| Apr 2024 | 0 |
| May 2024 | 1 |
| Jun 2024 | 2 |
| Jul 2024 | 2 |
| Aug 2024 | 2 |
| Sep 2024 | 1 |
| Oct 2024 | 2 |
| Nov 2024 | 1 |
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Most recent posts
After reading the news, and having a good cry, I thought about how Internet friends can be some of the best friends ever.
Look, I know he lies. And he’s got a thing for dictators and Hitler, and maybe a little Putin puddin’ on the side (wink wink nudge nudge).
Turns out, I’m attached to freedom.