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A weird thing happened around the age of 45, I suddenly felt old.  Mostly I found it surfacing when it came to my teenage daughters.  While I was thoroughly captivated watching my oldest daughter, a visionary like myself, bounding with ideas and enthusiasm, but I also felt strangely sad.  It took real effort not to […]
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A few years ago, I was flipping through magazines for a project when I stumbled on a photo from National Geographic that grabbed my attention.  The photo showed a country in extreme drought or perhaps a river bed gone dry;  the scorched earth was so withered and parched, it had formed thick cracks stretching in a web […]
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