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silver-linings

It sucks that I think cats are so cute.

considering i'm allergic to them.

It sucks that I love ice cream, really anything with dairy in it.

Considering I'm allergic to dairy.

But then again, it all could be worse. A few days ago I was exposed to the triumphant man that was Drew Wall. A freshman boy from Kennedy suffering from a rare bone cancer, but never letting it defeat him. He lost his leg due to amputation from cancer complications, but instead of building a depression from his illness, he took it and embraced it. He wanted to still be active, but because running was so difficult in baseball and basketball, he took up golf and excelled with such speed it impressed everyone around him. He knew God gave a tough battle to him because he could handle it, he could take it and turn it into an inspiration. Sadly, a few days ago Drew lost his battle with the vicious cancer- but his spirit lives on. I had never had the pleasure to meet this magnificent young man, but he reminded me so strongly of my dear friend Caroline. The two shared such a similar zest and pure love for life, and never let anything stand in their way. Both of them faced terrible battles that the rest of us would never understand, but neither one of them let the world fade their smile.
It is people like Caroline and Drew who inspire me to find the silver-lining in any situation. I may not be able to eat the delicious foods that normal people get to, but I can do many things, and I can eat some great vegan cupcakes (molly's of course).

Sometimes all you need is a little perspective.

Stand Tall Like Drew Wall and always, Live Like Line.

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