I grew up in the Valley of the Amazons surrounded by strong, beautiful and wise women. I learned to be fleet of foot, strong of arm and to make wise choices. I loved the women who raised me and my childhood was happy but there was always a dark cloud that loomed in the background. The women told me the day would come when I would need to leave the security of the Valley and follow the River of Life to the Tunnels of Choice. I would need to choose to take either the Tunnel of Self Reliance & Loneliness or the Tunnel of Love & Dependence.
So here I stand this day at the mouth of the tunnels ready to make this choice. Good thing I brought this pick along with me. Because all the days of my life I will chip away at the wall that…
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