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Title
Half-way There
Author
Martha Harris
Synopsis
The sun tilted its spout to pour out more beauty of its radiant color, on and on as far as one could see. I was a child again - all new and free of life's empty shell of wanting to be filled.
Green grass sprouted from the banks of Cold Branch Creek. Four-leaf clovers and daisies blanketed the foreground of our resting place beyond its edge. Nature divided and gave out its shares of beauty to wildflowers of many colors. Even the clouds beyond the hills were waiting their turn to douse the creek and its surroundings.
A visionary part of me reached out to touch what I'd missed in earlier life. Even the poison ivy, clinging to the trunk of a cherry tree, had set me free. It didn't hurt me then or ever again.
The top of the hill was in sight. I visualized the green, rolling meadows just beyond. Yellow, golden daffodils on both sides of the path led me into the valley of truth.
A smile lit up my face, and I was skipping again. This is only a dream, a resting place on my way to A Place Called There. As for now, I realized I'm only Half-Way There. My dreams are my foundation, the inner core of my personality. They will not exceed the main structure of my being.
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Biography
From the time I was four years old - a time when I played in mud pies and hated it - I would say, "Someday I'm going to write about this." Regardless of how little education I had, the incidents kept piling up.
Throughout the years I repeated, "Some day I'm going to write about this." At the time I got into a small newspaper business, I had no idea it would lead me to this point. It must have been written in the heavens because a little more experience, a little more knowledge, and a little more wisdom also kept piling up. All of a sudden one day I said to myself, "Today is the day." I stopped saying "Not now!" And today has become the day.
"It's a long row to hoe" to cover all of my life in just one book. This one covers only some of the highlights. Maybe other points will be brought out in the future. All of us have little books stored away inside us. Don't be afraid to touch it. It is definitely not the usual type of story. In fact, it is probably one of the most unusual types of stories you will ever read.
A great philosopher once said over eight hundred years ago: "From suffering to wisdom" summarizes our history. It's held true for me, as well as millions of others through out time.
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