I wanted to know her. Know where her kindness came from. Understand her strength. Heal the hurt and pain she’d endured. I needed to hear her thoughts, make her smile, and dry her tears. Maggie was a wounded bird, and though her wings sometimes faltered, she fought her way to soar above the clouds. The flight was…beautiful.
-Donna AnnMarie Smith
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