Master Luke is seven. Some days it feels like 77, ha! What a life it has been with him. Today, he gets his birthday letter. This one’s for you, big man. Dear Luke, Boy. You are full of energy. You’re opinionated and gregarious. Funny and smart. Wicked fast and full of adventure. You know no…

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Honesty has been hard won in our house. I have perfected the specialist visit banter. “Oh this isn’t our first rodeo,” I’ve quipped more than once, always with a polite smile and a nod from the medical assistant. The medical lingo? I speak it. I have casually walked into the hardest of visits, sharply inhaling,…

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