My Journey Is Not Your Journey, and Yet It Is.

As I sit here this morning, listening to the thunder rumble outside, my heart hurts for two sweet friends of mine, who each had a devestating day yesterday. One lost her son, before he was even able to take his first breaths on Earth. Another friend, a young son of one of my friends, lost …

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Dear Class of 2020

Dear Class of 2020 Your road has been hard Dear Class of 2020 Full of hardships galore And potholes a'plenty You started this life During our country's hardest hours Just months after the fall of Our mighty Twin Towers Clear bookbags at school and security checks abound Became your reality And the norm all around. …