Sharon Beth Brani

  • Knowing My Father

    My dad was a good man who worked hard and firmly guided our family. But after years had passed, when my three brothers and my sister and I would sit and talk, the common theme of our discussion was, "I don't know Dad."

    Our father influenced each of us in a different way. But we all hungered for something we never received from him.

    I was reeling from a painful divorce when I met a Christian man who saw my hurt. Through our relationship I began to understand my woundedness.

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