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When I was only ten, I learned how to type on a manual typewriter. A-S-D-F...J-K-L-;...since then, I’ve written over 2,000 blogs and enjoy sharing my words with others. 

As a writer, you see the world around you as a story waiting to be told. Every experience acts as an actor for this beautiful story we’re fortunate enough to call “life.” I hope you appreciate my writing as much as I’ve had, living the story. 

The Brotherhood

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There's a saying in the scriptures about brothers; behold how good and how blessed it is for brothers to dwell together in unity. Brotherhood has been an important part of my life since I was a young boy - growing up with three brothers. They were my friends, enemies, allies,.

8 October/Posted by aaronplaat

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Thirty1

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In 2009, I stood in the middle of a cold cemetery in Lockbourne, OH. I was soon to leave for a new venture in New York City. I stopped by the cemetery to wish my Dad one last goodbye. Stooping down, I placed a one dollar coin on his marker. "I won't.

3 October/Posted by aaronplaat

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My first 5k

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Up until my late 20's, working out was an important part of my life. That changed pretty dramatically when I moved to San Francisco. The city knows how to throw a party. I exchanged dumbbells for beer bottles, protein powders for white powders, and started smoking. As a result, I all.

24 September/Posted by aaronplaat

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Matches and campfires

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One of my favorite stories is a short poem, called "The little match girl" by Hans Christian Anderson. The story follows a young girl who sells matches to provide money for her family. On a cold evening, she couldn't find any buyers for her matches; so, she stayed late in.

12 September/Posted by aaronplaat

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Quarter life

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With another birthday in my 30’s coming at the end of the month, I’ve been thinking a lot about my life. The reflections haven’t been easy; often, feeling more like a quarter-life crisis than recollection of joys and accomplishments. When I go back to my inner child and ask them.

7 September/Posted by aaronplaat

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10am at Tuttle Pool

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Our family grew up with a very competitive spirit. From board games to arguments, we siblings enjoyed proving ourselves to each other - or proving ourselves better than each other. To this day, I haven’t seen such lively games of Risk  or Monopoly  - often requiring the intervention of our.

23 July/Posted by aaronplaat

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Sunday at the Shelter

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I once had the pleasure of working with a counselor in Dallas, TX. She was a sweet woman who made sure you had a safe place to be yourself. Connie, one of the people I think is an angel on earth, once told me: “Aaron, you can’t grow without community.”.

23 July/Posted by aaronplaat

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The L out of SLAM

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Note: I started the note about Julia and Josh before this piece - then felt I should complete this piece first. Sorry, kids. There’s a pecking order <3 As the only girl in SLAM, Lydia enjoyed a different life than the boys. I shared a room with Steve and Mark..

21 July/Posted by aaronplaat

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Napoleon the Cat

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My adult years looked a lot more like a roller coaster than a smooth yacht ride; prone to extreme ups and downs. During my 20’s, I had a hard time finding a place that felt like home. Ohio was too full of memories that I didn’t want to process. So,.

18 July/Posted by aaronplaat

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Learning to Fly

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Once upon an average morn An average boy was born for the second time Prone upon the altar there He whispered up the prayer he'd kept hid inside A lot of things changed after Dad passed away. I found myself included in the bucket of young men who faced life.

17 July/Posted by aaronplaat

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