There is an insecurity to being a writer. The words come forth in similar fashion to the babies I have had the privilege to birth…with much pain and occasional screaming. To have you tell me you like what I do, to keep going, and to keep being my quirky self, is an exceptional thing. It is with humble toe-in-the-sand happiness that I thank you. You are, and will continue to be, the best part of my day.
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