Spoiler alert – I have no ending planned.
I don’t hide my scars. I wear them proudly.
My kid needs me. I owe him.
Even the right decisions can feel wrong in the moments after you make them.
Originally published December 20, 2012, days after my life changed forever.
Words only have power if you let them. When they were pointed at me, I let them.
Broken machines don’t give prizes. Broken people don’t give love.
It can be anything that breaks our spirit, rocks our worlds, or rattles our foundations.
The things I don’t talk about greatly outnumber the things I do.
So far in the rear view mirror, they don’t even appear closer than they are.