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07 March 2019

The mother of reinvention

(Courtesy: VoyageDallas.com)

Have you ever pondered how you got to the place you're at in your life right now?  This minute?

I have more times than I care to share.  Usually it's in the wee hours of the night or early morning, when I'm tossing and turning in bed. I toss and turn sometime when I'm not in bed, which is not pleasant to witness and may be what "threw my back out" as they used to say.

My innermost self evaluations most often come down to "Why me?" or "Why now?" or the dreaded "Oh [EXPLETIVE DELETED], not now!"

Occasionally, though, there's a "Well, how about that. What a pleasant surprise." That's what today's contribution to literary history is all about.

A few weeks ago I got an email from a woman, an editor for an ezine (electronic magazine) titled VoyageDallas.  I was intrigued, even though I wasn't aware of any cruise ships dropping anchor in the Trinity River.

VoyageDallas, as it turns out, is a Los Angeles-based ezine with a Dallas-area branch.  Thanks to a recommendation by good friend Nancy Oppenheimer-Marks, they wanted to feature me in the Inspiring Stories from Plano section.

I'm honored and humbled that Nancy recommended me and that VoyageDallas felt I am worthy of their espace.  So here's my story. I'm sticking to it because it's stuck to me.

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