By Patti Dobson
Religion columnist
Keep your near, dear ones close
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Sometimes the past sneaks up on you, in all its bittersweet glory.
As a fresh-behind-the-ears adult, I lived at Edwards Air Force Base in California. I was incredibly homesick, lonely and missed my family. I was struggling to fit in and to find my...
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