A birthday lunch with a literary friend, a perfect summer day, the beautiful insightful words of a former student turned muse, a son’s decision to embrace the fearsome, and freckles on a little face. What is the connection you ask? Inspiration. The blessings of this life overflow in abundance—even when the clouds obscure the truth. And so…I must do something with the gratitude. Here goes…
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