Time to Stop and Hug Your Kids
I gasped. And almost threw up. My son and I were packing up the car to go away for the weekend, when I watched his feet start slipping up from underneath him. The Fall The weather has been pretty nasty […]
I gasped. And almost threw up. My son and I were packing up the car to go away for the weekend, when I watched his feet start slipping up from underneath him. The Fall The weather has been pretty nasty […]
What happens now? I’m virtually pain free, with a few kinks here and there, and some days worse than others. But for all intents and purposes, I’m back! The question is, what happens now? Bucket List: Revisited Every once in
So how’d I get to be pain free? How did my recovery begin? Well, it took a whole lot of time, patience, and hard work. But there are five elements that really put me over the top, all of which
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I’ve never been a patient person. This post is a pretty solid example. I’m writing this perhaps months before I should. And, of course, by writing it now I’m risking the threat of the omnipresent and mighty jinx. Living with
I have a 16-year old son. It’s an odd thing to say or even believe. Age 15 was one of the hardest years of my life and I still vividly remember the pain. Yet I have a son that has
The last couple of decades have not always been easy. I’ve got more than my fair share of trauma to speak of. And just when I thought I was starting to get a handle on things, physical pain started to