Tammy Hader
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Tammy Hader has no writer’s pedigree. With a BBA in accounting from Wichita State University, numbers are her history. The CPA exam was passed, because that’s what accountants are supposed to do, and thirty years later her accounting life ended with the desire to journey down a different career path. The compass turned toward words to create a new legacy beyond spreadsheets. Her nostalgic writing reflects on the past to explain the present and shine into the future the light of lessons learned. Growing up in a small Midwestern town, influenced by relationships, choices, consequences, and situations, her life is not unique. In her stories, you will recognize reflections of your own past, understand how you arrived at today’s version of you and gaze with her across the bridge into the future.
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What Does It Mean to Have Faith?
"How do you answer when the person in your mirror asks, “What is faith?” ...
Is Invisibility Chosen or Imposed?
"Do the younger generations ignore the presence of their elders, or are we making ourselves unseeable to them?" ...
Who Is to Blame?
"I’m trying a little each day to be a kinder version of myself and extend my definition of home beyond the boundaries of my property line. I don’t want to play the blame game anymore. How about you?" ...
The Left Lane Is for Passing
I’ve never been quite like the other girls. A damsel in distress, I am...
In Over My Head
The birth of clarity hides in the wake of delirium. Life and death are...
Are You Sure You’ve Got It Right?
A careful and informed approach to passing judgment in the age of awareness and...
Treasures Buried in Time and Boxes
The scraps of times gone by are hard to let go of until the...
No, I Don’t Sell Kitten Britches
If only uniting the world was as simple as two sentences. If only a...
The Layered Sky Overlooking My Ant Hill
I am a speck of fleshy mundaneness speeding down a familiar highway, encased in...
The Eyes Have It
We met seventeen and a half years ago. The connection was comfortable and disarming,...