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As I sat down to write this article I asked little Terri, the child inside of me who represents my heart, what she wanted to write about. I saw her in my mind. She started laughing, wiggling, and dancing around the room, chanting "Dancing, dancing, dancing down the road called life." Note: This page does not collect e-mail addresses. |
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