Yes, I Was Raised by a MAGman. Musings of a Daddy’s GRRRL

Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens really were some of my favorite things in childhood as I was sold on the persona of fairytales and Cinderella by my daddy. He was a MAGman from the beginning and I was his little grrrl. He would sit in his chair and read me wonderful stories filled with hope and possibility… I believed every word. Little did I know how much reprograming it would cause later in life… but back then… he planted the seeds of value.

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