Before I met Raul, I saw life through shattered-glass. The “why,” or “how” formulated on broken focus and jaded pieces. The cup wasn’t half-empty it was almost-gone. The grass wasn’t greener on the other side, it was brown. Life wasn’t a bowl full of...
When my brother Jason lived in Florida he volunteered as a fireman. A day-in-the-life can be a building on fire, a fatality on the highway, a threat of terrorism. While someone like me would run from these scenarios, someone like my brother runs to them. Curiously,...
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