Jan, 21st 2022. I thought I knew pain before this date. I was sorely mistaken. The words don’t exist to describe this, so I won’t try. But I do have the words to describe the gratitude for everything that makes this pain possible.
Our actions are a lot more powerful than we know, our words a lot more potent, our lives a lot more significant. Tap into this potential and the sky is your limit.
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.
I learned a lot from my dad. I wish he could’ve seen exactly how much.
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”
2016 was rough
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”
It’s funny how we can find some truly brilliant people in some unlikely/unexpected circumstances. It has been 4 months since my last post and an interesting 4 months it’s been. Basically I had a bit of a health scare but fortunately I received the right care and medical attention before anything got too out ofContinue reading “In Him I See Myself”
As far back as primary school, I’ve always had a best friend who was always on the same wavelength as I was. A person I could always hang out with, get advice from or really just be myself around. I remember almost every one of their names. And for the short periods of time whereContinue reading “Two Peas In A Pod”
As a kid growing up, I celebrated Valentines day every single year, the only way I knew how: making a card by hand with a heartfelt message in it and giving it to my mum. Funny how that always gave me more joy than most of the Valentines I’d celebrated in my older years, involvingContinue reading “Valentines Day: Are We Doing It Right?”