Just like my blog, I’ve started, stopped, started again and I feel that now is when my heart is telling me it is time to write a book. Rather than surprise you when it is written and done, I would like to t…
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Just like my blog, I’ve started, stopped, started again and I feel that now is when my heart is telling me it is time to write a book. Rather than surprise you when it is written and done, I would like to t…
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I was becoming moody. Three months had passed since our collision. Having decreased my narcotic dose, I was more lucid, which allowed me to remember more of my daily pain. Misery was normal. Moodiness…
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I was becoming moody. Three months had passed since our collision. Having decreased my narcotic dose, I was more lucid, which allowed me to remember more of my daily pain. Misery was normal. Moodiness…
Footprints in the Sand Read More »
I was becoming moody. Three months had passed since our collision. Having decreased my narcotic dose, I was more lucid, which allowed me to remember more of my daily pain. Misery was normal. Moodiness…
Footprints in the Sand Read More »
Two weeks ago, on a Thursday, I was leaving an appointment an hour from my home when I pulled into a well known fast food establishment. Already disappointed that this drive through was the last place I could stop before…
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