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i remember, once, i couldn't walk

sure, i could move by myself

but i couldn't walk

perhaps, i didn't feel the need to

possibly, i was happy crawling on hands and knees

yet, i could see

and from what…

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A few months ago I posted this excerpt from my novel "Just a Season". I received a very special heartfelt request from a devoted follower asking me to repost “Granddaddy’s Lessons”. Although she calls herself “a fan of my thoughts,” I call her my friend. Therefore, I am honored to repost this message that I feel delivers a powerful message and I hope it will enlighten, empower, motivate, and touch your heart as well.



Today we live in a world where there is no more Granddaddy to share… Continue