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To Have and to Hold. The Flood.

Don’t ask me to think about it, don’t ask me to say it, don’t say it. That word that makes me twinge, most of the time anyway. Last spring when I was getting to know my dad, and his family … Continue reading

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old wounds

Growing up without a dad has spawned good things and bad things. For one schools, especially christian schools always ask about parents and make a point to emphasize TWO. A mom and a dad. In drawings of my family I … Continue reading

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