Then, Death Again.

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So much of my story is a life after death. Here I am again... the phone rang. Just, wow. The death of a dream sometimes feels like such a real death. Something snatched away before it bloomed. The plans, the thoughts, the decisions and everything made leading up to something that was, for whatever reason, simply not meant to be. I'm left kneeling, palms up, again asking … [Read more...]