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MAGGIE – Part 2

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Maggie’s death has changed me…is changing me. My true friends know that, by nature, I’m a very quiet person…a thinker…a people watcher. I’m so much like my father, and I’m proud of that.  I have pageants to thank for allowing my inside voice – out. At first my mom told me I was a little too blunt. (a lot actually…) But my dad got it! Later, I learned the art of tell what needs to be said and letting others figure things out for themselves. Probably why I like teaching. I see potential when someone else does not… Right now, I’m finding comfort in my…true nature. I was forced to watch myself fall apart and that wasn’t…isn’t fun. Those brief moments of sadness…I don’t want to go away. I want to keep her real…because she was…and is real.  I was also forced to see the man I love so desperately want to heal me…and it hurt that I hurt in a way he…no one could help. It’s paralyzing. I still hurt.  When I was in Texarkana, my sister and I tried to get out and do something that Maggi