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At birth in 1916 my Grandfather weighed 1 lb. His makeshift crib was a shoebox and his incubator the family oven. My Dad exercised too hard and surrendered to sudden cardiac arrhythmia - so swiftly, he never suspected he died. At 80 mph a six-foot steel pipe shattered my windshield. It landed just shy of my passenger, my Mom. She was spared by a sliver of a second or degree or some divine combination. Why some people, why some moments and why not others? So on this journey, I will craft a plan to guide me, but I will strive to stray from the plan whenever possible. I will relish the weak moments that painfully rattle my soul and stretch my psyche. I will accept that some things I desire will never be, but what I do find will lead me where I need to go. I will default to yes. I will strive to be criticized for who I am rather than loved for who I am not. I will continue to love completely knowing that I will lose. And with me, I will carry Dad's promise that there is
always a way to make things work and his simple advice to find happiness
in what I choose to be and do. |
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