My teenage years are broken up into two distinct parts: before cancer and after cancer. Every memory I have automatically falls into a category in relation to my dad’s diagnosis. I got my driver’s license before cancer, and I graduated high school after cancer. I applied to college before cancer, and I got accepted after…
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First off, stop going in tanning beds and don't let anyone talk you into getting bangs. Trust me. With that out of the way, here are a few other things to keep in mind as you navigate the insane world of high school, college, and early adulthood.
I've decided it’s time that I at least TRY to write about this guy. After all, his friendship and his death altered the course of my life, and it seems crazy that I haven't spoken about it yet.
Now I’m 26-years-old and writing this on a sleek, lightweight MacBook Air. I could fit four of these laptops into that old bag. In fact, I’m not sure the last time Apple has even created a laptop that could even fill half of that bag. Still, I can’t fathom getting rid of it.
She said, “Should I call Mom or Dad?” In my frustration over not being taken seriously, I said, “Better try Mom, since DAD JUST DIED!” I was a gem, wasn’t I?
Today would’ve been my dad’s birthday. I think about him every day, but especially on August 9th and February 15th, the anniversary of his death. As most of you know, he died from cancer in 2009 when I was a senior in high school. I always hear that he’s “watching over me.” I respect and admire people who…
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