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Tag Archives: joy
A Dream And Nothing More
Just a dream I once had. It was surreal and yet so real, unexplainable yet totally understandable, joyful and yet painful. You know, like most dreams… but not.
Hot Sauce and Orange Pip
Many of us have asked or been ased “what we are most looking forward to returning to after the pandemic”. I think I actually finally have a good, non cjiché answer. This is about to get random.
2020: The Year Of Lemons
We’ve all been given lemons in the last year, and the lemonade hasn’t been easy to make. But believe me, you’ve already made more than you think, and keep making more everyday. Don’t stop.
Happiness Doesn’t Mean Easy
Happiness, like most good things, doesn’t come easy. It takes work and resilience and is ours for the taking.
2017 Part 1: Reunions
Then there was the reunion that brought back tears; thankfully not sad tears. The experience was just unexpectedly more emotional than I anticipated I could handle. And yet I wouldn’t have had it any other way.
New Shoes & Autonomic Dysreflexia
Autonomic Dysreflexia: Probably one of the most critical side effect some spinally injured people face. Affects pretty much every facet of day to day life.So much hassle to wear good shoes.
Dating While Disabled
Dating. One of the many things I’ve had to completely relearn from the ground up since becoming disabled in 2010. Dating while disabled can be one of the most gut wrenching and, at the same time, liberating things a person can go through, at least in my experience. Before my disability I never thought twiceContinue reading “Dating While Disabled”
My Year In Bed
2016 was rough
The Boy With A Hole In His Chest
I’m not everyone’s cup of tea. Some people just prefer coffee I guess. But I have noticed a bit of a trend. A lot of people seem to like tea. My tea. I get told a lot about how I’m this and that, how people like me and how I make them happy… and IContinue reading “The Boy With A Hole In His Chest”