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Finding a Place That Feels Right

Dear Mr. Keillor,

I am hoping you will respond and that it will put my soul at ease. I have been in school/training for 15 years since graduating from high school and since finishing my studies over a year ago, I have moved twice in the hopes that I will find the place where I belong. Now I am back at home with my parents and soon will be moving to a small town a few hours away and in my mind I am afraid it won’t do either. How do I find where I belong or the place that feels right?

Diane of Colorado Read more

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