Tag: Family
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Eight Months Later
Most of my life I have spent with a roommate. I shared my bedroom with my brother from the time I was eight years old until I got married. So have never had my own place or any real memories of having my own room. Still it is a completely different experience sharing the bedroom…
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5. One Human’s Trash
“Why do you read that garbage?” my mother-in-law asked as she took a seat at the small cafe table. I agreed to meet her here because she insisted on having a ‘good relationship’ with her daughter-in-law. What she really meant was she wanted to take every moment to tell me how to live my life,…
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Life Moves
Coming up on the 1 year anniversary of starting my website, and it amazes me how much life can change in such a short period of time. Born and raised in Oregon’s Willamette Valley, and I’m finally saying goodbye. It’s been a beautiful and rainy 28 years, but I’m moving to San Francisco. It’s a…
Grant Pearson 