If I Live Through This

Chapter 1:2 If I Live Through This

A few months prior to clutching my covers to my chest, I sat quietly with one thought, “in case I croak”. I was heading into surgery. I was frightened. The surgery was daunting. The fear of the unknown, leaving my boys behind, all of the what' if’s, uninvited guests making a mess of my reality. Ruminating over the life I had built, the friends, my family. I found myself asking, have I lived life enough? I made a promise that day, “If I live through this, I promise to live every day of my life grateful and on my own terms.”

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