I read somewhere that as an adult you become whomever you were at age 7. Part of me thinks: scary thought. The 7 year old I was—always trying to write the longest story in Mrs. Fountain’s class—with the neatest handwriting (we received a grade for penmanship) is not wholly unlike the woman I have become. [...]
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You Were Made For This
Two beautiful weekends in a row: Last weekend I helped to usher my grandmother into the leg of the Journey she gets to take with the ancestors. Sure I'll miss her, never stop loving her, but I know she was made to make me the woman I am; to give me (and really all of [...]
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