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Who Will I Be Now?
In a home where the young people are closely attentive to their devices, two-year-old Cal isn’t limited by a screen. He operates with a little bit of whimsy and a lot of moxie. I envy his flexibility. In a time when people are defined by the circumstances of social distancing and a virus that refuses…
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The Best Of Rest
The days run into one another like watercolors blending along edges. Smudged and undefined. Maneuvering through blurred lines of life and a house with ten people and two dogs can undermine the strongest of adults. For a two-year-old, it can be daunting. Cal is a genuinely happy and chatty little guy. He tolerates the two…
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We Do Need Our Peeps
We’d not seen them until a couple of months ago. Then they showed up in droves. They’re unusual birds, with red beaks and feet that dangle when they fly. The sound they make is somewhere between a squawk and a tweet, and when they’re moving, it’s nonstop noise. Whatever they are, they’re never alone. We…
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Bearing Beastly Burdens Isn’t Bravery
Confusion and uncertainty are exhausting. Fear causes a physical response that saps energy like a faucet turned on and left running. Until there’s nothing left. I’m not talking about me. Our two new four-legged houseguests are struggling to figure out what’s going on. Aspen is a two-year-old Lab with a lot of spunk and playfulness.…
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