There are a lot more sibling arguments around our house these days, and we cherish it even if we don't love it. We have carried hurt for Timothy over the little brother-best-friend that we had hoped Luke would be and that autism stole from us, but it feels as though that friend is emerging, and we're all enjoying him.
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Yes, I've sold out, gone commercial, joined the racket, sold my soul to corporate capitalism, become a 'true American,' and so o...
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I returned from sunny South Africa and it’s plethora of flowers itching to do some gardening. The weather here was obligingly mild, so I pu... -
Like bears drawn out of their dark caves after a winter of hibernation seeking light and sustenance, so is the Attridge family drawn to the ...
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