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Until I Rise Again: A Memior In Progress

I am lying unconscious in the emergency room at Massachusetts General Hospital in downtown Boston. I want to die but instead I am about to wake up. Life has left me heaped like a bag of stones, yet something akin to grace awaits me. This is my story; the end is really the beginning. Once I was a crab, crabbing along…. once I was a bird and I flew free. In time I learn of grander things than my small bird dreams, things that lift me higher than even my healthy wings could go. May we all shirk … [Read more...]