Category: blog
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My Letter To My Younger Self
Dear Aaron, Or I should say, “star star r-o-n, Condor, Hoops, A-A-ron” and everything else you have been called or called yourself the past half century. If that sounds familiar, keep reading. I wanted to make sure that you knew what I know. From an early age, people gave you labels, names, nicknames and titles.…
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Because He Lives.
Because He lives, I can face tomorrow. I am not sure about anyone else that reads this, but my heart is heavy today. Everything from baby formula to the tragedy in Texas. My heart is heavy. The world is heavy. We’re all feeling it. Maybe some are just feeling it in their wallet with gas…
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Visiting The House That Built Me
“I know they say, you can’t go home again. I just had to come back one last time.” Today I went to visit a friend going through it right now. On my way to his house, I just felt a pull to stop by my childhood home. It’s been sold, bought, sold and bought again.…
AARON CONRAD 