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Always the Nice Guys
I applied for a powered wheelchair today. For my dad. For my dad. My dad who…
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I Acted Like Things Were Normal
I started writing this post at least 20 times. Sat down. Typed. Erased. Repeat. I’d leave…
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Two of Me
I stare ahead, focused, intent. I know my next moves. I know what needs to be…
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The ALS Club
“My close friend.” “My ex’s mom.” “My best friend’s wife.” I’d only heard about ALS in…
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This Wasn’t Part of the Plan
“Kings go here,” my dad said as we walked through the marbled halls of the Mayo…