When the doctors couldn’t tell me how long I’d keep my eyesight, the ground under me felt like quicksand. What helped me move forward came from three strengths I’d used my whole working life and a character I wrote long before I needed her lesson.
Fusing Faith and Fiction™
When the doctors couldn’t tell me how long I’d keep my eyesight, the ground under me felt like quicksand. What helped me move forward came from three strengths I’d used my whole working life and a character I wrote long before I needed her lesson.
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