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???? A Little Color on Our Road: Remembering Suzanne in the Everyday Moments
For my family there is some days, it’s the little things that stop me in my tracks. Including a rainbow-colored house not far from where we live. You can’t really miss it. It’s bright, full of life, and honestly—it just feels happy when you see it sitting there. Every time I pass it, I think of my daughter Suzanne. Suzanne loved color in a way that was bold and unapologetic. She didn’t believe in “neutral.” If she had her way, everything would have been bright and alive. She once talked about painting her room in different colors on every wall—orange, Cookie Monster blue, key lime green, neon pink. And she…
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Mother’s Pride in the Middle of Exhausting Days
As a mom it’s had to watch our kids ie young men grow up or at least it is for me. Because of this some days don’t come in neat little packages. Nor do those days don’t line up with schedules or quiet evenings or the kind of peaceful routines people talk about when they say “family time.” Some days are just lived minute by minute, hour by hour, doing the next thing that has to be done. And today feels like one of those days. Actually the past couple months or even this year has felt like that with part of the time Charlie living here and the other…
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???? Real Life End of Day Update — Everything in Motion
I don’t know about you but by the time evening hit, the house still didn’t feel settled—just lived in, loud in waves, and constantly moving the way family life does when nothing goes exactly as planned. Charlie is in his room. Gerald is on the couch and David is in his chair. Bradley and Charlie have been coming and going all day, conversations happening in the middle of other conversations, and plans shifting without much warning. One minute it feels like we’re on track, and the next minute something changes and everybody adjusts. There was an airport-related run that needed to get handled, as Charlie and I had to drop…








