The Winding Stair

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Nor dread nor hope attend
A dying animal;
A man awaits his end
Dreading and hoping all;
Many times he died,
Many times rose again.
A great man in his pride
Confronting murderous men
Casts derision upon
Supersession of breath;
He knows death to the bone —
Man has created death.

W.B. Yeats



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A native Kansas City girl, Elizabeth found her way to Texas as the oldest of three children growing up in a military family. In 2015 she became a mom to one wild little man. She is a loyal KC Royals baseball fan and a devout Texas Longhorn. She's an amateur cook who enjoys trying out any culinary scene when traveling - especially tacos. When she’s not chasing her toddler around, building forts, playing school, mothering, or cleaning, you’ll find her curled up with a cup of hot tea (or a glass of wine) and a book, coloring, binge watching tv, or admittedly spending too much time on Facebook. She loves traveling, art, really old architecture, music, and spontaneous dance parties in the living room. Elizabeth believes in the power of handmade/crafting, secondhand, and eco-friendly living. She has a passion for healthcare and medicine, learning constantly and for helping her patients in the best way possible. If you run into her at the grocery store, she most likely will be wearing jeans or scrub pants, running shoes, and a baseball cap and hopes you won’t judge.

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