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If you know me…you had to know there was a post like this swimming around in my head somewhere. I mean, really….you knew it was coming. It’s mid-May and I have a high-school senior. How could it not be brewing?!? I think that I’m really glad that I didn’t have my blog when Mason graduated….
Run from what’s comfortable. Boy, oh boy…did I ever do that this past week. I wrote in my post “i did it” that I finally garnered the courage to try out a Parkinson’s-centered physical therapy class. And…I DID go back on Thursday. And…I DID get to punch things…and kick things. It was liberating! It’s probably…
I did it, you guys. I. DID. IT. That Parkinson’s-centered physical therapy group I mentioned a couple of posts ago…? I went. I was nervous. I was anxious. And I wanted to back out. But I didn’t. I was easily the youngest person there by 25-30 years. I was reminded of how weak my legs…
Alright, you guys…here’s your warning. Things are about to get all sappy and sweet up in here for a minute. I mean, come on. Just look at those fresh-faced babies up there…gazing off into their promising future together. It couldn’t get any sappier or sweeter…amirite? Seriously, though. Can we talk about this title? Twenty-five years?…
“I am brave. I am bruised. I am who I’m meant to be. This is me.”
How finding my song is helping me find myself