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ANSWER

ANSWER

ANSWER. I should have known the ANSWER would be breastmilk. My title of mom had only been received three weeks prior but after a call to the doctor about what seemed to be a blocked tear duct she reccomended we put breastmilk on it. The liquid gold of babies. I swear it would heal everyone if we could just spray it on right now with a crop duster plane flying overhead.So the ANSWER was breastmilk. I didn't bother to ask anything further. Breastmilk came from me so the most logical way was to manage to get some of it in...

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UNKNOWN

UNKNOWN

UNKNOWN. The snow had already accumulated to over a foot and the cab wouldn't pull down the street. We could have had him just keep going to take us home but we didn't. Karin and I stepped out into the blizzard and set off on foot to the Christmas Party of a few of her friends that was three blocks away. We arrived at the apartment covered in snow. They had individually wrapped beers so you didn't know what kind it was. I talked to a dark haired guy that I had been out with many times before in a...

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PIECES.

PIECES.

PIECES. 7:30AM. Just my dad and me. Cracker Barrel. Those are the pieces I remember. When I was younger I would sing at the 7:30 AM mass and my dad would come with me. Afterwards we would quietly come back thru the front door and if my mom wasn't awake and downstairs we would go to Cracker Barrel just the two of us where I would get the ham, eggs and hash brown casserole or pancakes depending on the craving for sweet or savory. Those are the pieces of one of my favorite memories of a fatherQa who continues to...

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*HONOR*

*HONOR*

A man who taught me honor through it all. I miss him every day.

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POCKETS

POCKETS

POCKETS. The pocket in my brain for trivial pursuit facts has a hole in it....and I am okay with it. There is not a place where I can store random details about an NHL team or the height of various mountains. Instead, the little pockets of brain carry memories and thoughts and advice and stories that I can take out and hold when I need them:Family Pocket- I once asked my dad what I wanted to do with my life and he responded with the best answer ever 'I don't know. What do I want to do with mine?'Anti-anxiety Pocket-...

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