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Daddy’s Girl

“Daddy’s girl” described nobody better than me as a little kid. When my dad woodworked in the garage, I pestered him into teaching me to handle power tools. If he washed his pickup, you’d find me chattering away in the truck bed. When he came home from work, I was bouncing up and…(Read More)

Held

There was a dark time – there are always dark times – when I felt my light almost sucked out. I was in a hard group and I didn’t know why. Big personalities, mental-health issues and sketchy facilitation. “God,” I asked repeatedly, where are you?” Only when I began to paint could I see where…(Read More)

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