I don’t talk about this very often. Mostly because it was so long ago that sometimes it feels like it happened to someone else.
I guess, in a way, it kind of did.
That’s what happens when a chronic disease sets up...
I don’t talk about this very often. Mostly because it was so long ago that sometimes it feels like it happened to someone else.
I guess, in a way, it kind of did.
That’s what happens when a chronic disease sets up...
It’s probably no coincidence that whenever I take one of those online quizzes that purports to answer the question – if you were a dog, what kind of dog would you be? – that I come up as German Shepherd.
High drive. Focused....
All things happen for a reason.
It’s a phrase bandied about frequently – often when something difficult has happened as a means to help one move through pain or discomfort to a place of reckoning, realization and (hopefully) learning and growth.
When I was 14 years old...
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So strange.
To have something so young so nascent so barely rising from the earth that nonetheless expands to fill a space.
Fresh leaves, young shoots rising and reaching towards the warmth of sun. Encouraged by coaxing, water and attention.
So young, so new and...