Tag: Hopewriters
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Rise High
As a child all I wanted to do was fly. I wanted to be free, to feel the wind on my face. Freedom and joy seemed to be what I yearned for. Even as a child I felt deep pits of darkness and despair deep in my gut. It felt like an anchor, a prison,…
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Especially The Impossible
As a child I remember believing in impossibly big things. Adults, friends even family would all make sure to tell me the reality of life. Simply put, some things would never happen. But when you are born a dreamer, it is a part of you that never dies. It is big faith. No matter what…