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Getting Kinda Crowded

I started a blog post on Saturday. It was about how I feel like someone is standing on my chest, how sometimes the weight of the world descends upon me and I feel suffocated. All of that seemed very important until yesterday when, for the first time, Carter opened up about his psychotic world: . . . → Read More: Getting Kinda Crowded

Happy Happy Joy Joy

When my sister and I were kids, our family went camping several times a year. We had it all – the Coleman cook stove and lantern, a big red cooler, and a brown canvas tent. My mom packed up the food box and the cooler and my dad packed all the gear into . . . → Read More: Happy Happy Joy Joy

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