Dedicated to a remarkably intelligent young woman whom I have the honor to attend the same college campus with. okay so i have my pencil and my pen and then I should probably go and wash my hands and OHHH i need to go return that book because today is the due date and speaking of booookk.... … Continue reading the dying leaves; through her gleaming eyes
It was somewhere around twelve A.M.; and somewhere between the loud music, the perfectly mixed drink, and conversation that I smiled through, the persona was born. She. I had said how I had stopped drinking previously, but sitting in a bar was just the push I needed to 'reward myself' for the amount of time that … Continue reading the dying leaves; shadows
Winter, 2003: I was thirteen years old. My best friend was sitting next to me in the back seat of a Mercedes-Benz, and in the front seat sat two men; aged in their 20s. It was one o'clock in the morning and over fourteen years ago, yet, I can still remember the cracks, tears and … Continue reading twenty seven lessons
Man, woman, human, whatever, whomever. I felt like I was staring at a brick wall when I sat there and I heard those words saying 'It is ok to feel like you should forgive' Yeah I knew that why am I sitting here to have you reassure me when I am assured in myself? Forgiveness is … Continue reading hurt
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.
"Last night around 9pm what exactly was going on in your room?" - nurse "I'm not sure exactly what you mean?" - me "We're you feeling ok during this time?" - nurse "I felt fine all evening" - me ".....You showed to have had 3 seizures last night." - Doctor You gotta learn to … Continue reading Coldhearted.
"Alright Brittany hold on tight, here we go." We rushed down the ER hallways of the hospital with the nurse shouting "LEVEL 1 STROKE" and immediately my head began to spin. Here we were, January 23rd, 2015, not even 3 days after my anniversary of my stroke last year, back in the hospital, and all … Continue reading God, help her.
"I've been thinking about maybe planning a dinner, with friends or something.. " I said calmly to Ricardo about a month ago. "A dinner for what?" He replied. "You, know, .. something to get my mind off on my stroke anniversary..." I tossed and turned all night. When they say history repeats itself, they're telling the … Continue reading 365 days.