In my rhetoric class, this girl named sarah told about her uncle who went through radiation and kemo therapy for his cancer. The emotion she showed reminded me how precious life is and how weak we all really are. The few of us who find people to help us(and we help them) in life are lucky. The ones who travel on the path of life virtually alone
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does that make me weak?
i wish i was stonger alone but i think i feed off of others in most situations.
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Thought this related. :) Because really, that's what it's all about (not the hokey pokey.. ha ha!)
(Also, I love that the subject of the post gives you the idea that there will be a question in the text -- but there's not!)
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