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Oprah and Me…


Dear Oprah,

I saw you on The Talk the other day.  You, once again, moved me.  You talked about leaving a legacy, and how Maya taught you that you never know what that legacy is going to be.


Let me back up.  You would have loved the Picture Day at my school, back in the 80’s, when I stepped up to have my photo snapped.  As I posed, one of my first grade boys called out, “Mrs. Horton, you look just like Oprah!”  I can’t tell you how I loved that spontaneous remark.  I’ve held you in my heart as a Sister ever since.

My connection with you became stronger, and much more spiritual later, when I heard you tell on your show, about how much you wanted a role in The Color Purple.  You told about how you just finally surrendered to God, that if it be His will, you would get the role.  By the way, you mentioned on The Talk the other day, how badly you wanted that role.  God meant for me to hear of your surrender, because not too many years later, I told God, “I’m out of ideas.  God, I’m giving his to You,” and He put into process the events which changed my life, and led me to His door, literally.

For years, I have tucked into my journal, a page called “Ten Things I Know For Sure.”  You know it.  You composed it.  I have read it over so many times, I have it memorized.  One of them is about gratitude.  I am practicing it everyday.

Here are some other connections:  I live in Winston-Salem, NC.  You know that’s Maya’s town.  I subscribed to your magazine.  Okay…those are stretches, but, “Hey!”  I love road trips.  I think Gayle is great, too.  Still stretching.

So, let’s get back to the legacy…Oprah, I am so happy you impressed the women of The Talk that they have a responsibility.  We all have a responsibility.  We all say things.  I can only pray that the Holy Spirit guides me, and has guided me to say something helpful, and not hurtful.  I just pray my legacy has empowered others in a small way, the way you have empowered me. 

And we will never really know, will we?


Your Sister/Doppleganger




I love being an American as much as anyone.  I am grateful for the freedom to worship as I choose, the protection of our armed forces, and the ability to vote for our representatives in government, though these days it doesn’t seem to do any good. 

But in considering freedom, I have a whole different appreciation.  After more than three years of singlehood, I have come to think of freedom in a different way.

 It is God at the center of my life.

Freedom is peace of mind.  It is feeling safe, and not having heart palpitations and panic attacks.  It means not feeling constantly anxious.

Freedom is being worry free, allowing myself to let go of what I cannot change.  It is trust.

Freedom means feeling empowered to make decisions, and not having to explain every action. It means not having to constantly apologize.  It means coming and going without reporting at every step of the day.

Freedom is being able to talk to my sisters on the phone whenever I wish, not just in the presence of another.  It is being with people who truly love me, and feeling that love.  Freedom is NOT just another word.  It is one of the best words.  Happy Independence.