i do remember being pretty miserable in the beginning.  the 4 years pushing around school in detroit were definitely nasty.  the seven years after that looking for a job and doing school was slightly better.  after i got my full time job at +12 years, i started enjoying my life.  by then all the nasty surprises were done and i had a cute little kid to keep me company -= be my buddy.   now i have another little grand-buddy.  she helps me forget my situation lots.  cheer up.  better times are coming.
dave  1967, c3 inc
 
 
In a message dated 3/14/2005 9:59:50 A.M. US Mountain Standard Time, [EMAIL PROTECTED] writes:
Hey all,
 
Today is my 3rd anniversary of my paralysis, and strangly I feel like this years has been the hardest of them all.  How do you guys do it? How do you seem to find the goodness out of each year that goes by, and handle it all so well each day??
 
Love Smurf xxx
 
The moral flabbiness born of the bitch goddess Success. That- with the squalid cash interpretation put on the word success- is our national disease.  -William James  1906

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