cultivating the beautiful ordinary by sharing our tales and our tables
Growing up, our family of four did life with many other families of four. Each relationship held unique traits, and yet a few core identifiers overlapped. There was a dad, a mom, a daughter, and a son. One family in particular stood outside of the predictable family dynamic: they had a son with a genetic…
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Hello everyone! It looks as if most of you are here so I would like to go ahead and get started. Thank you for gathering on such short notice.
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“We’re a mess.” Those three words spilled out of my mouth just as I had rehearsed them in my head for the previous few days.
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