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I was 9 years old when I lost the closest thing to Jesus I'd ever known. It was 1995, and my grandmother was a young 54 when she passed away. 
Although I was little, I realized then that there was something incredibly unique about this woman: a poor farm girl turned life changer.

I didn't hold a masters degree. Heck, I wasn't even an elementary school graduate! But I knew enough to realize her life was set apart. I'm old enough now to understand the things that made it that way.
It's my mission to use what I know to help you live that kind of life... A life that outlives you.

Meet the girl behind the words —

Me, the year I realized the power of a life well lived.
Age 9

Amanda Fellows