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My Special Cherokee Brave
A tree. For Ryan. I hear the words between my tears as my amazing friend Melissa tries to get the story out... It sounds familiar and yet...
Growing up "Differently"...
Certain moments in time are chiseled into our mind... things someone can do...words someone says... And at Ryan’s funeral, a highly...
The Breath of Energy and Chaos
Sitting in bed in the morning... Not rushing... Looking at old pictures... Just thinking. “How are you doing?” some ask me. “How are you...
The Original Dope Soul
Ryan always appreciated “beauty” and he noticed every small change. And he loved women... and appreciated “cute” . Every morning when I...
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