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When I was young I had a big, white, and soooo soft “blankie.” However, it was only at my Grandmother’s house when I would visit. It was...

I curled up on my couch covered by a cozy blanket, and I cried. And cried. And cried. I probably could have stayed there all day, but the...

When I was younger, my family would take periodic camping trips to Morro Bay. I loved hearing the waves crashing in the silent morning....