Cheree Vega
Joined June 2022
2 stories
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As a little girl, I would visit my grandparents every summer. Upon arrival, I would go upstairs to my grandfather's office. Sitting at his desk, he would wave me inside, hand me a legal pad and pen, and we would write together. So it began.
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The Light of Tanjiro
My father passed away twenty-three years ago. Within those twenty-three years, men have come and gone in my life but I have never looked upon any of them as father figures. Not until a mere seven months ago did I meet someone who could stand in the light of who my own father was.
By Cheree Vega4 years ago in Families
