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Living With Heart Disease

As I wrote in a previous post, I was in the hospital for six days. I live with heart disease so every now and then I have to go in the hospital. Usually I go to the hospital to be admitted about every six months because my heart gets weak and I need bed rest. This time I pushed myself past the six month mark because I simply did not want to go in the hospital. It's not like when I go in there I'm at the Ritz Carlton getting room service quite the opposite. When I go in the hospital I'm getting stuck like a pin cushion because my veins are so small they can't be fo[...]

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Happy Birthday!

October is a special month for me for a few reasons. I love the fall weather, no longer the heat of summer but not quite the chill of winter. Another of course being the month I was born, the month God choose to give me life. Also because it's the second time God blessed me with life. October 23, 2012 I had open heart surgery, that is a procedure where they take your heart out of your body, stop it from beating, work on it then put it back and hope it starts beating again. Since they ain't praying and they just hoping, I give the glory to God because his grace is[...]

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Living With Heart Disease

Hello everyone, im writing to let you know I will not be posting a blog this week. As some of you may know I have (SCAD) Spontaneous Coronary Artery Dissection, a rare condition I've been living with for fourteen years. From time to time I have to go in the hospital, that's where I've been for the last six days. I am home now resting however, I need some time to unpack emotionally from this hospital stay so my mind can return to its creative state. Please be patient with me while I recuperate. I'll be writing to you again soon. Xoxo  [...]

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The Road to Happiness

  Happiness is one of those things I thought was someone else's responsibility. I thought in order to be happy someone had to do something to make me happy. I was unhappy for most of my childhood because my mother and grandmother were both dead, the two people who made me happy so I thought. I had a terrible attitude and felt like God had dealt me a bad hand and often wondered why my mother and grandmother had been taken from me. I felt like I was being punished and had no idea what I had done wrong. I learned in my early 20s the definition I had of happin[...]