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From Sand to Gemstones

Refining Life's Ragged Edges

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Your children miss you, Dad. Today, I heard Braddah listening to your music. I did the same on the way to work. I don't think today will ever get entirely easy. I hope you're singing and dancing with those who... Continue Reading →

The Flame

There are days when the whole world just seems to stop. You walk around and you're trying to talk to people but it's as if they're frozen. Or, you're really not there. Those are dark days for me. Days like... Continue Reading →

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