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The New Family Christmas Tradition

by Scott on December 25, 2013

I stood up, walked to the front of the kitchen and raised my voice, “Excuse me! Could I have everyone’s attention? I just wanted to take a couple minutes to explain what you were all a part of here today.” In November, my brother and I went to San Diego and spent the weekend with […]

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The Brudder Mudder

by Scott on November 24, 2013

I’ve run 2 Tough Mudders before this one, not to mention, 2 Spartan Races, Mud Hero, and Down & Dirty. So what made the third Tough Mudder so special? Well let me tell you… Just before Father’s Day this year, my brother’s wife sent me a message, “Do you think Gary would want to go […]

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King Jacob

by Scott on November 24, 2013

“I’m here… now where do I go?” I texted his Mom once I stepped out of the elevators on the fourth floor. It was the first time I had ever been to the Stollery Children’s Hospital. Just then, I saw her pop out of an opening from down the hall and with her warm smile […]

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Dear Monster in My Closet

by Scott on November 22, 2013

Dear Monster in My Closet, I forgot about you for a long time. Or so I thought I had. It’s strange how when you have enough hindsight, how you can see just how much something affects you even when it lives so deep below the surface. I don’t remember your name. I don’t even remember […]

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The Night My Life Went BOOM Part 2

by Scott on November 17, 2013

The Night My Life Went BOOM was over but the fallout from that night carried on for weeks! Christmas was a couple days away. Dinners, presents, lights, trees, kids, brothers, sisters, parents – all of it would be suffocating me soon. Oh GAWD! Please no! I just want to be by myself; I just want […]

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Avoiding the Mirror

by Scott on November 3, 2013

I would rarely let my eyes take a glimpse at the mirror. Every time I did, I hated what I saw. I’d see a short, pasty-white skinny kid with a face full of acne. When you’re a teenager producing more hormones on a daily basis that McDonalds serves hamburgers, hearing the words, “You’re sweet but […]

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