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A (Not so) Love Letter

2016, you've been...like an ex-boyfriend that has taught me much about myself but someone I don't ever want to revisit. But like any relationship, it did have some lessons. Since I've been terrible about journaling or keeping any sort of record, here's what I can...

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This Big, Beautiful Rainbow

"Now I'll get to the part that you're really wanting to know, which is, yes, Grayson is on the Autism Spectrum, grouped under the high-functioning area of autism, but he is considered to be on the spectrum." Grayson is on the Autism Spectrum. I think I said that...

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I Hear the Mourning Dove and Think of Him

There's something about the arrival of summer that makes me miss my grandfather, or Grandaddy, as he was affectionately known, like the dickens. Maybe it's the arrival of fresh tomatoes and green beans in the grocery store or the smell that the grass emits when it's...

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I am the mother of a kindergartener. Wait, what?

Next Monday, Grayson starts kindergarten. As I sit and try to actually grasp this huge change, I am reminded of--and amazed by-- all the kids who start school each year, and how their parents don't sob uncontrollably all day every day leading up to this great event....

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Goodbye to This House

This isn't any old house. This is the house of my childhood. The only constant that I've ever known in my almost-31 years. I've lived in a handful of houses over the years and haven't missed a single one. Even getting there was an adventure. At that time, highway 77...

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