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So you want to camp with a dog, we got you, all the tips, tricks and gear to make your camping trip (and their’s) a lot easier and more fun. First Time Camping With a Dog For your first time camping with your dog, try doing a short trip. You never know how your dog…
A New Tattoo: A Colon Cancer Journey | After The Colonoscopy
He doesn’t remember the ride home, though he reminded me of the directions the entire way. “Babe you should get over, you’re going to have to turn soon.” Even coming…
Thank God for Hemorrhoids: A Colon Cancer Journey | The Colonoscopy
After our house burned down we used this space to work out our thoughts, feelings, and to share our journey. We shared because no one should have to go through…
Our Favorite Travel Gear to Make Travel Easy
Travel, especially with a family, can feel trying. Making sure everything is packed, and everyone has everything, and nothing is forgotten is a massive chore in itself that requires a…
by Bill On Sunday after the fire the folks at Service Master were going through the house again, to find everything else they could clean and salvage. I couldn’t face the house that day, so I sat on the front lawn and watched as they catalogued and tagged everything we owned that might be salvageable. I…
by Bill So, I’ve never really been one to put much stock in owning things. Don’t get me wrong, there were things I really enjoyed and would spend money on to own, but I never thought things had meaning to me. That is, until I lost everything. We were walking through the house on Saturday,…
by Chris I’ve always worked well with lists, there’s something cathartic about scratching something off a to do list item once it’s done, like the mark of a hero who’s just conquered a great nation. I still keep (or kept, it burned) a physical day planner just so I could work weekly to do lists…
by Chris The alarm went off on my phone, it was time to pick up Issa. I was wrapping up a phone call with a friend and closing up shop for the weekend. I closed the curtains in my office grabbed my purse and keys and walked out the door. It took me 10 minutes…
I don’t know what to write or where to begin. I don’t understand the feelings I am having and the fear that grips me when I think of the events of February 10th. All I can seem to see is the smoke filling my house and feel the heat blasting me in the face while…
