My parents divorced when I was young. I came to Florida each year to see my dad – my only time with him. Torn between two homes. I used to love airports, the smell of jet fuel and the hustle bustle. Then I had…
Hard to believe we are approaching our all American Day of Thanksgiving. One day we set aside to be grateful… I can’t help but wonder where we would be as a nation if everyday we were grateful for just one thing. So blessed and…
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