Phase One


Every year our family is all about traditions, especially when it comes to camping trips. The first camping trip; the one that the CARTER CLAN has been going to WAYYY before I was born is Lake Pearrygin in Winthrop, WA. This is the place where I learned how to gut out a fish. No matter how old you are, if you fish… Read more →


Classic Owen

The other day I was minding my own business upstairs, when I heard my mom scream, “CIARA! CIARA! COME HERE!!” Instantly I thought the worst, that my dad had fallen and hit his head or something bad had happened. Then she yells, “TAKE A PICTURE! TAKE A PICTURE”. So I ran downstairs knowing that it couldn’t be too tragic…and what did I… Read more →

This will NOT define us

This past week has been tough. There were moments when… reality hit HARD. Monday night was the first night that my dad took chemo. Right before he was about to take the pill he said, “I’m ready to poison myself.” How terrible is that saying? Being as stubborn as I am, someone would have to strap me down and shove… Read more →

The First Step

Today there were a lot of firsts. First day for my dad to go back to work (half day), first day of radiation and first day of chemotherapy. Appointment after appointment, Providence Hospital knows us well. Whenever we walk into the medical department I just can’t help but laugh. Whether it’s the doctor’s office, the hospital, the cancer center; they… Read more →