Five Years
For the last five years, I’ve fleetingly thought about how I’d mark today. It’s been five years since I had my surgery. And it’s strange because in a lot of ways, it just kind of… is? How do you mark something that came and went and is now in your rearview mirror? Even if that thing changes your life in deep and meaningful ways, human nature appears to be one that finds new normals.
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