Breaking two arms on an Aspen bike ride in memory of my dearest friend Lags... Ironically, is a lot like loosing the ole guy. In the middle of an ordinary day, the undesired happens. Happened so fast. Hurt like hell. Simply nothing I could do except lean on true friends, a loving family and the good Lord. Mask the daily struggles and keep on truckin, knowing that TIME is the only true healer and even then, it might never quite feel the same.
Posted on: Thu, 04 Sep 2014 04:26:14 +0000
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