ou might think that what you're about to read has a great deal to do with my father and growing up poor in east Tennessee, but there is so much more--what captured my heart was the hope of belonging and the dream of family. The woman I am has a great deal to do with that ninth year of my life. It started out as any other year, nothing extraordinary, but as each day unfolded it became remarkable in every way. There are times when I'm still amazed...