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Three Years In: A Phoenix Rising
Yes, I used AI to generate a graphic for the blog. Get over it! Today, the third anniversary of Pop’s death, I am quiet. I am reflecting on a journey that took me from a hospital room in Corinth to the depths of a broken heart, and finally, to a place of reclaimed grace. I have fought to be a phoenix rising from the ashes, and today I stand on solid ground. . The First Year: The Battle and the Break The first year was defined by a brutal fight for Pop’s dignity. I had failed
Jan 205 min read


Poem: Remembering My Aunt Jim
· For James Swords (Aunt Jim) 1987-2006 He taught history and knew every date, A brilliant, kind soul, and a lover of fate. A Social Studies teacher who stood tall and refined, With the biggest and best collection of its kind. His life was a study of Scarlett O'Hara's bold will, With Margaret Mitchell and Tara kept still. The movie, the scripts, the rare editions he owned, A professional passion he beautifully enthroned. He was Mother's best friend, her laughter and guide, An
Dec 15, 20252 min read
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