Her story

Her story is not my story, I know that.  These words have been knocking around in my head for months, really, as a reminder to myself that she was the owner of her life.  From the very moment Andra was born, she had owned her story. 

The newspaper the day she was born said “For those born today, you are an independent cuss”. And she was.  Andra

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