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Tires

The anxiety was with me all week. And yet, when I stepped up to the black, 450-pound tire, everything I’d been feeling melted away. I’d been all nerves just a few moments ago. I could bee seen pacing around the perimeter of the closed-off area, trying to bring myself down when I’m usually so calm. […]

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Walking Paradox

I stood up in front of the congregation and took the microphone that was offered. I was at my grandmother’s funeral in Illinois, and the group had been asked if we had any memories we would like to recount. A few of my family members had already spoken, and for some reason I felt compelled […]

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