thomas
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We left Montgomery on Sunday morning, December 28, already packed and ready to start our journey. That morning was really just coffee, breakfast, and the quiet routine I do when I know we are about to be away from home for a few days. I took Maverick around the block for a walk, the same…
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Christmas morning in the upper seventies is a strange thing. Even in the Deep South, it is not supposed to feel like this. Shorts and bare feet on December 25 already put the day in a different headspace. Last night we stayed up late packing stockings and getting things ready for the morning. When I…
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Burnout is something I don’t know that I understand how to recognize when it’s happening—only that I know when it has happened. I don’t always feel anything different until I’m toast. I’m done. I reached that stage last week, and now I’m just pushing on fumes. I still care, I’m still pushing hard, but the…
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Yesterday I took Thomas and a friend of his to the Montgomery Whitewater Park, which is, as the name might imply, a kayaking and rapids obstacle water course, it was recently used as the time trials for the USA Olympic team to determine who would make it to the Olympics. Anyway, this year, they built…