But hope always kindles through striving.

given that she barely saw her father, given that she continued to measure out her contact with him, whether to deny herself or to deny him, she could not be sure.

My father left... but I tell my mom - and I told my mom this when I was a kid - I said, &#39;You know what, Mom? Good thing he left because you&#39;re a strong woman.&#39;

My brother was a great audience, and if he liked the picture, he would laugh and laugh and laugh, and he would want to keep the picture. Making people laugh with an image I had created... what power that was!

Written By Lynn Johnston

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