Author: Don Sedberry
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I can’t die, I still have to… (excuses/reasons to live) REDUX
write a book publish a book publicly admit that I write poetry own an antique typewriter that works inspire someone If I inspire you, let me know, it’s not your praise I seek… I just want to help. 😉 In fact, let each and every person that inspires you know that they’ve helped you in some way
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Stolen Samples – Cancer Diagnosis
It seemed like an eternity had passed. The doctor had left with stolen samples of my neck tissue. Laura, my wife, rocked on her heels, waiting and watching for the door to crack open and spill the truth about my diagnosis. Her hand searched out mine and found it grasping firmly. I looked into her
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It all starts somewhere…
The descent into Cancerville began on a week like any other. The only difference was that my throat had become a little ticklish and I had an occasional irritating cough. There wasn’t any real indication of something dangerous. My week was a simple schedule, no work, my biggest concern was choosing between two job options.
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Greetings from the world formerly known as Cancerville
The only thing that sucks more than living through cancer is dying from it. That may sound morbid, but it is absolutely true. Before I survived cancer I had absolutely no idea how powerless I was capable of becoming. It’s hard for me to accept that anyone, even my wife Laura, could possibly understand what
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Donning New Perspectives
I’ve read this story before, long before I wrote these words. You see it often when people have slammed into a wall and been greeted with their own mortality. In my case, the wall was cancer, a word I never expected to hear that day. Yet, I think it was something I had been preparing