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Part 2: How Did He Die

And the Other Two Questions I was Escorted From the White House for Answering

How Did He Die?

My reply to this and "How are you really doing" got me escorted out of the White House

What I Learned From Bombing My Own Stage

Three Reasons to Write Your Book with AI Instead of a Professional Writer

No Hard Feelings- Just a Clearer Vision

20 Years- and My Husband is Still the Military's Dirty Little Secret

A Funny Thing Happened On the Way to My Husbands Funeral..

This Isn’t Just My Story. It’s Ours

I’ve Helped Others Build Their Dreams. Now I’m Building Mine.

Writing Felt Too Small for His Sacrifice

His death felt too big. My dreams felt too small.

Why do Good Things Happen to Bad People?

Why I Laughed During the Murder Trial