I’m grateful to still be alive after so many deadly adventures.
I taught myself how to read when I was 4. Apparently there was a guy who made a judgment about me because he saw my disability. He told my parents I’d never be able to read when I was reading a book outside his office the whole time!
I appreciated my dental appointment.
My work is my play. I’m an artist.
I got home from the hospital today, and I found out I have nocturnal frontal lobe epilepsy.
I serve through the arts.
I think you need to type something before posting a picture. I even have a picture of a certificate that says I helped a pope become a saint somehow, Maybe I can find it.
I thought about it, and my favorite thing to do at Disneyland was talk to the characters.
I can do good deeds.
Disneyland was great!
I did the wrong one, but at least now I know it works.
Santa let me sit in his chair!
I’m still trying to share my art.
If anything changes, I don’t feel it.
I’m going to Disneyland!
The discovery that I’m a good artist.
Waking up, making it to Mass, and eventually going to bed.
I tried to post my art again, but the screen just turned white. Why?
I remember taking the same bedtime medication last night as I did before the hospital.
I’m going to the hospital tomorrow morning for testing. We’re still trying to find out what’s going on with my brain.
Yes, they did. I’d say I enjoyed Elsa and Anna the most. I felt love radiating from them. That made me want to stay indefinitely, but I knew I couldn’t. If they could’ve heard me singing today, they’d be proud of me.
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