Grounded
It just wouldn’t start. No matter what I did, it wouldn’t turn over. I was at my farm, working on my John Deere Gator, and
February 25, 2026
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It just wouldn’t start. No matter what I did, it wouldn’t turn over. I was at my farm, working on my John Deere Gator, and
Over three decades ago, I slowly hid my heart and buried my creative craft of writing. I was told, “You cannot write. Write differently. You
I used to wear perfection like an honor cord at graduation until I realized it was choking my creativity. There is not enough time in