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I recently learned Legos are fun. Particularly when you get to do them by yourself. I find myself greatly comforted by the in-depth instructional building booklet. Knowing each unfolding page would coddle me as it guided me to place yet another perfectly tailored piece, perfectly in it’s place. No decisions to make. No worries how it’d unfold. No roadblocks to overcome. Just patience and time. As my father’s illness progresses, I’ve been waiting for someone to hand me the Lego building booklet on navigating this moment in our lives. On more than one occasion I’ve jokingly (not jokingly) asked my therapist “can you please just tell me the answer?” The last time I did, she handed me this:
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