Dear Mom and Dad, Nearly twenty, loving years later, you know me. Interestingly enough, we both know twenty years later I am still getting to know myself—building character, exploring and finding things I love, and, by all means, things I do not care for. Certainly, with that, I understand this meant twenty years of worrying, stress, and headaches; stress for the future and stress for the present. During all of these times, nonetheless, comes with the good, and a fortunate sense of timeless hope…
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