It’s been an adventurous weekend. There have been two never-tried-before experiences, and it’s only Sunday morning.
Yesterday marked the first day of the rest of Bryson’s life. It was our first dog training class, and I think there is a glimmer of hope that we won’t have to scrounge up the receipt from over a year ago and plop him on the counter at the Humane Society and ask for our money back. This particular trainer was recommended by several different people, …

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I’m wondering when it will get easier. When will hearing my grandmother’s voice on the phone be comforting and not condemning? When will saying goodbye to my parents at the airport be met with appreciation for the visit and not guilt and hollowness for the impending months of separation? I am so grateful for the life that we are carving out in this new city, and I really am a sucker for adventure. But my home, ever since I understood …

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