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Favorite Place I’ve Never Been

Published on Inspire a Fire on November 16, 2013.


The emptiness is always there, just beneath the surface. Never the focus, rarely mentioned, but ever present.

But twice a year, I allow myself to feel it, raw and unfiltered. November 15th is one of those days. Because as of today, it’s been 46 years since I lost my father.

It’s how my story began, and I never want to reach the point where it doesn’t matter, or it ceases to hurt. If  I ever cross that line, that probably means I’ve stopped feeling completely.

And what kind of life is that?


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