I can’t shake the thought that I’m having. Everything around us shapes us.

Everything.

We are like pieces of clay – waiting for someone or something to apply some forming pressure to us. We change because of the force. We are different because of the change.

So the question becomes, who or what is shaping you?

Who or what shaped Emory Chance? Or for that matter, her mother? What made Daisy the rare and beautiful child that she was?

Defiance, Texas. I’m back there. I decided to pack questions (see my last post). But whether or not you are reading A Slow Burn (Mary DeMuth) along with me, the question for you to answer remains the same: Who or what is influencing and shaping you?

It’s something to think about!