stories below Alcadio Estrada Barron - SanAngeloLIVE.com Alcadio lived full life in his 21 years --- You would have never known it but the greatest gift you gave was the gift of inspiration. The gift to charge a persons inner ambition and fill them with the fuel to say to themselves, 'Yes, I … Continue reading the dying leaves – Dear, Alcadio.
-- I couldn’t actually believe I was actually here in this room right now. I didn’t know if it was out of disbelief or that I that I had finally walked through those doors and committed to what I said I would do. The warm complimenting two tone espresso colored walls, the soft plush of … Continue reading the dying leaves – pt 5
The clock hand slowed down to a halt, and my breath froze as the hand seemed to pause for what seemed like just a few ticks longer than it truly should have on the 12 hour. I tried to gulp down the knot in my throat that had been sitting there for months, nope, still there, … Continue reading the dying leaves – pt 4
Today, I was reading about a woman, Malala, was 15 years old when she was shot at close range in the head and neck. Didn't die. She lived in the mountains of Pakistan, and grew up wanting to be a Doctor, instead, she became an International Public Speaker, and every city she now visits, she … Continue reading skipped markers.
There is an understood silence from the people who walk past each other in the late evenings in the park. Think about it, if you were alone in the parks at 10pm, would you actually want to be bothered? Or have a conversation initiated? I feel for everyone dressed casually, as I am who has … Continue reading melting time
It's not a problem to have a problem. It's a problem to have a problem and not be open to finding a solution. "What are you going to be using your new laptop for ma'am?.." "...Writing. I love to Write." Three months, countless MRIs, CT's, Medication increases, Added Medications, New Diagnoses, Handfuls of ER … Continue reading Tangles
Its been so long since I've been here, feeling full of fear and here I am. Planning a trip to Dallas, scheduling MRI's, finding hotels, and doing it all alone, right on Christmas week. UT Southwestern has been a journey of ups and downs for me. From being the hospital with the news that … Continue reading In the nick of time
I look up the sky and I still can't figure out why I have not come to a breaking point yet. With all the tough feats I feel I have faced, I asked God, what else was next. Every single day, I reflect on my decisions I've made and consequences that I've dealt with. I … Continue reading The Door Frame
The room was quiet. When a nurse leaves you with 30 minutes to stare at a calm sea-foam painted wall, alone, with nothing but your thoughts.. you get to thinking about everything that's been going on and everything that might progress in your future. The phrase ''scrape you from the pavement'' kept blaring through my mind while I … Continue reading The enemy has arrived.
When I am able to sleep, and wake up normally, my morning starts off with my alarm going off at 5:30 am, Monday through Friday, and 6:30 am on Saturdays. I get to work an hour later and my day begins my lifting boxes of coin, counting cash, greeting customers, and working a typical 12 … Continue reading Twenty Below.