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Later this month, I will celebrate seven years with the love of my life. If feels like just last month I was nervously chatting with him on the phone for the first time. As with life in general, our time together has been filled with challenges, shared victories, and everything in between. What has remained... Continue Reading →
Yesterday, I didn't experience any soreness in my legs all. I ascended a flight of stairs at work, as usual. I enjoyed a two mile evening walk, as usual. But one thing was notably different. I didn't stop once to rest my legs. For the first time in over 20 months, I walked further than... Continue Reading →
Time rages like a river, rushing by, offering momentary glimpses into the truth of reality. The days pass by in steady succession, marching towards some yet-unknown destination. I have spent the last several years coasting along the ebb and flow of some evasive ailment. I've spent portions of the journey violently kicking and other stretches... Continue Reading →
Lately, I've been experiencing a subtle shift. It's as if, slowly and inexplicably, my body is making it's way back home. My bones are weary but my spirits are high, like a lost dog returning from an extended jaunt. Magma is quietly rumbling through my veins as tectonic plates scrape along, making space for something... Continue Reading →
How do you to live life to the fullest when your health limits everything you do? How do you cope with waiting for some relief when, in reality, there's no reprieve in sight? There are no easy answers to these questions. The mounting unknowns become overwhelming as symptoms worsen in spite of rest, medication, and... Continue Reading →
I believe wholeheartedly that every experience offers a life lesson, and the universe never doles out more than we can handle. That being said, I'm pretty sure there is currently an angry flock of lessons trailing along behind me like Canadian geese, hissing and nipping at my ankles. Lesson #1: Slow Down, Sweetheart This weekend,... Continue Reading →
On a recent trip to the grocery store, I saw a disheveled man in the side of the road. He hung his head, covering the top inch or two of a sign reading: "Amputee. Anything helps." The skin on the man's face was worn and tired, and his knees had been replaced by mud-stained denim... Continue Reading →
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