There is a guy across the street who sits on his porch all the time, that is, when he's not angrily wheeling himself up and down the street in his wheelchair. He's somewhere close to my age, but he's missing a leg and he seems very, very angry about it. I discovered his story recently. Apparently, he was drunk and passed out on the railroad tracks near my house. And well, the rest is pretty obvious...
He'll never dance again on the leg he lost, but I hope he eventually realizes his life isn't over.
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You should make a book for your future children and put all of your advice in it.
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apologies.
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i've tried to dance on crutches. can't say it worked very well.
anyway, thanks for picking up on that.
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Bren - best wishes for your dad. Please post or call, the minute you know how it went...
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He'll never dance again on the leg he lost, but I hope he eventually realizes his life isn't over.
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You should make a book for your future children and put all of your advice in it.
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I hope your dad's surgery goes well.
*hug*
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and then i'd find ways to push myself to do more with what i had.
and i'd probably nearly kill myself learning to break dance, or something equally unlikely.
but obstacles make me stubborn. i guess we all have our own ways of dealing with things. or not dealing, as the case may be.
anger can poison a person, if they don't harness it, focus it, aim it.
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