I learned that long ago some doors closed because Simply Me wouldn’t do. Other doors opened because I was courageous enough to be me. Those doors that closed were meant to close. Simply Me would not have been welcome there. Simply Me would have become someone else--someone I was not created to be. After all, God made me, Simply Me: Organizer, side-ways humor, ideas and thoughts bursting inside to come out, the boldness to voice maybe too often, awkwardly hugging with arms wrapping word hugs, information gatherer, asking questions because I know someone is like I used to be--afraid of my ... Read the Post