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Turning down the first big gig, and being the adult in the room. I was 9 years old.

Coming later this week: A 9-year-old's decision lasts for a lifetime

A reason to pause and understand as winter ever so gradually becomes spring

I’m fine. And don’t suggest — please — that time spent alone is a problem for me.

Teaching the lessons of life, armed with knowledge, compassion and love

When you least expect it: Accidentally closing the loop on the Bush's Beans chapter