Writing is something you do alone. It’s a profession for introverts who want to tell you a story but don’t want to make eye contact while doing it.
John Green
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One Year
Has it really been a year already? A year ago, I wrote about navigating doctors and referrals. The process had begun leading me toward a journey I never imagined I would have to take. Today, I find myself in good spirits, mainly because I have been able to run again. I just finished a 30-minute…
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Routine
I return to the normal routine tomorrow. The two-hour commute and work. The routine I knew before all of this. This time I’m committing myself to working only eight hour days. Why? Because I don’t want to spend most of my time at work anymore. There’s a burning desire inside of me now to accomplish…
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At Your Bedside
I’m sitting at your bedside, watching you breathe what may be your final breaths. You lie there looking so frail, your body reduced to a skeletal frame. It is a terribly sad sight. You sleep now. Your eyes haven’t opened for more than a week. Dad is out for a little respite, taking a drive…
