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The more difficult parts of life

When I was younger, I spent entire summers in California. For some of that time I’d sleep at my dad’s parent’s home. They have 10 acres of land and during our yearly family reunion everyone would gather and pitch tents and eat together and talk and swim. I have never loved sleeping outside and I would often just sleep on a couch in my grandparents’ living room (I’m stubborn like that).

In the mornings, I’d wake up to the smell of coffee and my grandparents moving around, which was my signal to go and sit on the edge of the bed and talk with my grandparents. Me and my siblings and my cousins all had similar experiences. One of my cousins would always sit in a chair pulled up by my grandparents bed. Another would always sit on the floor against the wall...

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