Gratitude in the Desert

The year was 2004. We had slept very little, but needed to board buses and vans for the trip to the airport to fly into the military town of Tindouf , Algeria.

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Breathing Freely Again

Growing up the youngest of three children I was expected to make life better for others, to figure out what they needed and whatever I did…to not cause any trouble.

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November Gratitude: “Come Ye Thankful People, Come”

It was 2005 and I hadn’t been home for Thanksgiving for thirty years.

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