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I am a sixty-eight year old great grandma. I started writing when I was a young girl. I began writing letters to God when I was ten begging God to "Please don't let my daddy die, I know he is old, but he is the only daddy I have." My sister Pauline gave me some pencils and paper on my tenth birthday, and told me I could talk to God. It was also my daddy's birthday, his sixty-third. Pauline said I could write God anything I want. I began writing these letters begging God to please don't let my daddy die. He died that year. I am not sure if it is even important to write anymore. I come from a huge family. I am writing about my LIFE.