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Rage is a powerful and scary emotion. I grew up around it. My father had a temper. He was not taller than 5′ 7″ but when he raged, those numbers meant nothing and he was a giant. His nickname was “Hot Rod” simply because he ran hot and he liked fast cars. When he was angry, he was a tumultuous storm of dark and uncontrollable energy. I remember thinking that

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Life has been busier than usual for me over the last few weeks. Accepting and facing up to life’s emotional and physical challenges can be quite invigorating. From preparing for and hosting Miss America 2019, to launching some new projects, and ramping up for the new season of Dancing With The Stars, I have been a busy woman on the go. Yet, as with most situations where demands and expectations

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