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heals me…he has these ways that if you you look to fast or not close enough you miss it…the blinking of his eyes and the way he smirks at me. he loves people…he greets everyone…he calls my name when he wakes up:)

wince.

my life and world seems to be a constant balance of not giving into all the pain that resides in every corner of my body and yet i feel like it is a choice to have joy and find joy in the in between…those moments in the middle of inhaling and exhaling…those moments that i need to CHOOSE to feel….and even in the wincing pain may i find the overflow of it all…may i bask in that pain after all pain is a feeling and i would choose that over being numb anyday.

today i choose to see the beautiful even when i wince…oh how i hope i am not fooling myself.