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Joan Reese

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April 11th, 2015 - 03:26 PM

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When circumstances force us to change....

“When one door closes, another door opens; but we so often look so long and regretfully upon the closed door, that we do not see the ones which open for us.”
Alexander Graham Bell

On March 26, I have just returned from a ten-day trip. I thought I'd get a bite to eat and come home and rest. I walked down East Seventh Street in the East Village, where I live; turned the corner and started to walk up St. Mark's place. I heard a huge blast: It sounded like two Mack trucks smashing into each other. People started to run towards the blast, I didn't, I knew whatever it was it was bad.
I walked back to my apartment and called a friend who told me to hurry, pack a bag and get out of there. While I was packing, the police rang my bell and told me to vacate. I looked out the window it was smokey and the smell reminded me of 9/11. We lost three buildings that day and over a hundred people lost their homes and two people lost their lives. Many times I have complained about how small my apartment is and the fact that I have to walk up four flights to get to it. Now, I'm thankful I have a roof over my head and I pray that the people who lost their homes will be helped to find new ones. This showed me that it doesn't matter how old you are or what your circumstances are in life you never know what tomorrow will bring. So, I try to live my life to the fullest and not sweat the small stuff.

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Ottawa, Ontario

*Just noticed this is read from bottom to top, sorry about that! :P*

Ottawa, Ontario

Thanks to my loved ones and my passions I strive to regain the old me, while embracing the strength built while enduring this. Even if I were 100% better tomorrow, I would never be exactly who I was but I will always honour that girl I was. I hope the experience you endured did not chase away your former identity, but rather strengthened her. Hope this wasn't too random and am wishing you well. You have some beautiful work, which was what inspired me to open up in response to your blog post.

Ottawa, Ontario

It's such a strange thing, growing up I always tried my best at school, achieving honor roll after years of building up my work ethic and was even happy to tackle the hardships and challenges of the work world; having a medical situation such as this is a whole other battle, one I never thought I would be facing or could have prepared for. To this day I am greatful for each day I'm given, having had several incidents where it looked like my chemistry was too impaired to keep me going.

Ottawa, Ontario

I may appear normal on the outside but have lost approx. 130lbs, can no longer keep anything down (It's literally I try to eat or drink and try to hold it down as long as i can) and have deveoped Fibromyalgia which causes chronic pain. While deteriorating physically I've hardened mentally. Sometimes it can be an asset, helping me to survive a bad bout of flair up, while others it makes me feel like there's a darker ego waiting to spring up and pull me down and everything with it.