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I met you at a weird time in my life. Everything stopped making sense then. All I wanted was something, anything new. My life seemed like a giant mess and all I wanted was a clean slate and fresh air so I ...

I'm five years old and it's the age of three little girls made with sugar, spice, and everything nice with a little dose of Chemical X, cowardly dogs, and talking cows and chickens. I tell you all about my adventures with them ...

I've never been one of the boys. At least not the burping, swearing, NBA-talking, football playing kind. I’ve been called dainty a couple of times. Sensitive on more than one occasion. Gentle a bit too often.But here's to the boys who’ve showed ...

Grown-ups tell you to be careful so you don't hurt yourself. You observe extra caution so you don't end up with cuts and bruises, but really, no matter how careful you are, the world has its ways of marking you.As a kid, ...

Did you ever have that one dream that shone brighter than the others? It's that pull that you can't quite shake off. It's that future that you can always picture yourself living, even though no one else ever seems to believe that ...

Ask questions, but don't pry. Don't be the investigative journalist who needs to know every single thing about every single minute of every single hour, day, week. Ask about his day—about the best parts and worst. Trust that the answers that matter ...

Fall in love the way children do, in playgrounds and sandboxes, with dirt on your cheek and gum in your hair. This is who you are: you’re not combing your hair or washing your face or tucking your shirt in for anyone. ...