It was all bones. He was all bones. Bones and dust and remnants of a civilization long past. Yet even after all those years, the man in the dolia still lived. In part. In spirit. He lived and wandered as an echo of tragedy. Not of war or deceit, but disaster by fire, water, and … Continue reading The Man in the Dolia
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Thank you. Thank you, mom, who taught me to believe. Thank you, dad, who taught me to be strong. Thank you, teachers, who taught me to think. And thank you, coaches, who taught me to be unstoppable. Each and every day, we are presented with opportunities that may only present themselves for a brief moment … Continue reading A Thank You Note