Family Secret

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My grandfather gave me a notebook the night he passed away. He placed it in my hands, looked me in the eyes, and told me it was the key to solving my writer’s block. I didn’t have the heart to tell him it wasn’t writer’s block that I was suffering from. Instead, it was a full acceptance of the fact that I was never much of a writer at all. I spent my childhood, teenage, and early adult years looking up to him as a role model. I loved telling everyone about my…