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Chana Garcia is responsible for my godless, broken and sinful partnership with Kenyatta. Some day, after we've taken over the world, I'll give you all the details pinpointing her exact role in creating a situation where Samore must now "beat the odds." But for now, I don't want to infringe on anyone's employment prospects.
More to the point, Chana is chronicling a war that began with the following words: "Sorry dear. Looks like you're going to have to get everything taken out."I have no context for staring down death in your early 30s. But I'm getting some from her blog. If you're looking yourself, please stop by. Then say a kind word. Comments (2)Post a comment |
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The Beautiful Struggle: A Father, Two Sons, and an Unlikely Road to Manhood 
I have a friend that was diagnosed last year with breast cancer. She is 33. It is difficult to digest the real possibility of someone so young's mortality. But what I learned from my friend's example is not to dwell on their mortality but to encourage their life, which carries on regardless.
Prayers and thoughts for your friend. My kidneys failed 18 months ago, and I am waiting for transplant. Mortality at 34, with young kids, is a rough row to hoe.