Last Friday was a special day for me. It’s the day my high school English teacher and I connected after 34 years! I tracked her down and sent her a letter last week. Why? Because I wanted to thank her for believing in me as a writer. When I was in middle school, I had a teacher who made us keep a journal. I sort of liked it and so I continued writing in spiral notebooks for a few years. I’m sure they were filled with teenage angst and if I find them, I will be sure to burn them. But the Keep Reading...