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Year.

November 5, 2015

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I have to tilt this computer screen towards my belly button just so I have a chance to read it due to the reflection of the morning sun off the Sea of Cortez. Cassie’s still sleeping in the air conditioning on the other side of the curtains darkening our room. It’s November 5, and I […]

Backwards.

May 23, 2015

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I was laying in bed the other night, sleepless, when the thought occurred to me how backwards I was. Not the condescending, redneck-laced “Bass Ackwards” that you hear from time to time. Backwards more in a sense of circuitous acceptance and even opportunism. Hours before this particular realization, I participated in the annual Mariah’s Challenge […]

Coming Home Again.

December 17, 2014

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I’m celebrating my 6- week surgery-versary. It doesn’t sound like a much time, but feels like ten times that. I’m progressing surprisingly well, though everyday continues to be filled with monitoring and problem solving. Once I go the A.O.K from my surgeon, I packed up my colostomy bags and pointed my steering wheel due-west. I […]

Clarity of Gratitude.

December 2, 2014

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I love me some Thanksgiving. It’s far and away my favorite holiday. Despite the euro-centric fallacies force-fed to us through grade-school textbooks and cutesy craft projects surrounding the “first thanksgiving,” I’m on board with a holiday whose mission is to gather with your loved ones, cook a good meal, and simply give thanks for being […]

Emptiness.

July 20, 2014

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Due to a paperwork snafu, the start of my chemo/radiation pre-treatments got pushed back a week. Deflated at the prospects of delaying this fight, I had no idea of the depths of emptiness I was about to feel. I checked my email Thursday morning. There was an email from my mom. Looming in the subject […]

The Essence of Philipsburg: A Commencement Address.

May 27, 2013

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I was asked to speak at the Granite High School commencement ceremony–my old fifth grade class. This is my speech from that night…. These kinds of things, speaking a commencement ceremony, should really be reserved for some kind of famous person, or someone super rich with some kind of prophetic life lessons and secrets to […]

Sometimes, Grace Shines Through It All.

February 18, 2013

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I’m looking at my fingers idle on my keyboard; thoughts fragmented in my head. They say opportunity is when luck meets preparation. It is a moment–no, a fraction of a moment—when what you’ve done to better yourself collides with a particular set of applicable circumstances. I had a moment of pride this morning, in seeing […]