Category: The Seventh Year
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That moment when…
That moment when I realized that I’m seven years and seven months past my stroke. Wow. I’ve come so damn far.
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7
7 years. It feels like it’s been so much longer, but also feels like it was yesterday. I relive that day every year. 10:00. I’m going to Target with Heather and Eric right now. 1:00. We’re stopping at Chipotle. I remember Costco. Being exhausted at Target. I remember getting in my car and driving to…