Always with me, I cannot break away. My grip holds tight. I wonder who I am without, Because we are always, Together. I rarely go unaccompanied. And I am always going. Somewhere. I travel, Questioned
Continue readingRight now, I’m on another airplane. It’s always one airport to the next. I don’t necessarily mind, as I’m truly beginning to embrace that it is simply a fact that I don’t
Continue readingAmong the myriad of projects that I have on my agenda is to write a book. This isn’t a new addition per se. It’s something that I have thought about, but it was Dorie’s encouragement,
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