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I feel that this has given me the most incredible and wonderful thing that I have ever been given, and also, the worst. […] I’ve had my whole soul undermined by it — on the one hand. On the other hand, in one sense, my experience has been about finding joy. It was Memorial Day weekend. The day before, maybe. End of May. Sunday? She was taking the kids to visit with her parents in Rochester. As they went outside...

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I hope all is well as I am in the same boat. I wish you well in your endeavors
[…] the street to their friend’s house for a bonfire his parents were having. I wrote about one of those nights before, and this one was similarly satisfying — and booze-infused. The upside of that side […]