By: Jennifer Richardson Holt My life is something like reading an echocardiogram. There are high hills and low valleys, with a few unremarkable flat lines in between. Now that I think about it, if I’m making that analogy, my life is probably more like an abnormal echocardiogram—patterns rather sporadic and unpredictable. I’ve always been thisContinue reading “The Quiet Between the Peaks 11/2/2025”
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