Sometimes Things Stick With You

Last year, my younger siblings and I went to a wake with my Dad. It was for a man I had met maybe a handful of times in my entire life, but it was important for my Dad that Caitlyn, Heinrich, and I were there with him.

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An Open Letter to My Past Self

Hi Amanda. Things are probably normal for you right now, considering you’re going into the fifth grade in a little over a month. You think you’ve found your people and your place, but I’ve got something to tell you: you are so wrong.

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