I didn't plan on writing again today. Writing takes a lot out of my brain and truthfully I don't have that much brain to spare. But you have overwhelmed me with your emails and response to yesterday's post and thank you for that. But, I don't think it's fair for you to have to wait for the rest. Just please bear with me, as my mind is still spinning and this might be a really long post. I'm still trying to sort through what's up and down, mostly what's up though.
My dad called me in September, just a few...
Sunday, November 17, 2013
Saturday, November 16, 2013
Counting Breaths
August 19th 2013, breathing stopped. Or so it felt. And for 3 months, I've consciously had to tell myself, breathe in, breathe out. I counted them. Afraid if I didn't, they would stop.
It didn't happen all of a sudden. The physician assistant's words. She left a message for me to call her back. It's never a good thing when they ask you to call back. I was chasing preschooling A in and out of inflatable tunnels at one of those indoor play places when I stopped to listen to the message. ...
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"This stretch of our sacred journey could be likened to driving through the fog: we may see no landmarks and get little assurance we're even headed the right direction, but the only way out of the fuzziness is to drive right through the uncertainty." - Gary Thomas
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