Stories Told. Lives Changed.
On June 2nd I marked September 23rd on my calendar. On September 23rd I planned to run my first 5k. An act of defiance of sorts. Defying both body and brain. Proving that I could physically and mentally triumph over 5 years of living with cerebellar ataxia, sarcoidosis, nystagmas, enlarged lymph nodes, vertigo, muscle spasms, […]
As a teacher, writer, and speaker I give advice. I offer students, readers, and listeners with solutions to the pickles of life. For the past 8 weeks I’ve been training to run a 5k in September. I’ve been telling you that if I overcome my sarcoidosis and brain damage you can certainly overcome your problems. […]
How to Deal with Anything: 1.Make a Declaration You have a Problem. A Problem that has manifested into an uncomfortable truth. When living with an uncomfortable truth– illness, addiction, financial hardship, depression, anxiety, confusion, damaged relationships– the first step is to make a declaration that exposes your wound. I have____________. I am _____________. My relationship […]
Someone once told me Saturdays are for sleeping. At 22 I agreed. At 38, I couldn’t disagree more. You aren’t going to work. You aren’t going to school. You have a few errands to do. Maybe your children have soccer games this afternoon. Besides that, Saturdays are for seizing. For seizing all the reading, writing, […]
Once you’re alive, can you ever really be dead? Candy Land is a personal narrative written by one of my students, Kayla Paterson. This story, Kayla intertwines the past and the present to explore the power of life, death memories, and board games. Meet the Writer Kayla Patterson is a 12th grade student at Robbinsville High […]
When I grow up I still want to see the world through childish eyes. A few days after writing Advice from the Dead, Chase and I were in the car together. I’m driving, he’s tucked in the backseat and it’s raining. Of course it’s raining. Stories like this are almost always punctuated by weather. With the […]
For me, this whole writing business began when a doctor looked at an MRI of my brain, then at the floor, then hard into my eyes and said, “You should be dead.” He then told me there was nothing he, or anyone could do for me. “I’m sorry Mr. Armstrong, you should be dead.” I […]