I was only twenty-five when my dad died, but his loss is with me every moment, even now, years and years later. I’m glad to have it with me.
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I'm Andrea Rinard, a veteran high school English teacher whose midlife luxury is writing. I'm a native Floridian who wears shoes against my will and has mastered the art of sunscreen application and hurricane preparation. I live in Tampa with my three young adult kids and my high school Prom date. You can find me on Twitter @aprinard. View all posts by Andrea Rinard