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And again, share what we're doing with friends and with neighbors, because there are so few things

we can share with each other that's content. And now we have Carla Dewerson on to share a story with us,

and she is a student of one of our regular contributors, author Leslie Layland Fields.

Carla is sharing with us the story of her daughter Wiley.

Here is Carla.

How do I begin a story that seems to have begun long before I was born? How can I go back far enough to show how all the tributaries ran along to cause this river that is my life. There is not a way I can

see now, except to begin somewhere, and trust that those small streams will reveal themselves

even in the flow of mightier water. Croixocysis cysts. Croixus cysts.

Croyid plexus cysts.

I turned these alien words over in my mind and tried them in my mouth.

Was I saying it right?

Gavin and I were in the Subaru and trying to decide if we could continue with our plan. It says here that most of the time they just resolve.

They don't cause any harm, as seems.

I murmured these words to him as I scrolled through several health articles,

describing these intruders found on our unborn baby's brain in an anatomy scan.

Should we still get the balloon?

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