Every breath I have now is a gift. And gifts should be enjoyed. Not enjoying myself... because of things outside of my control. Isn't part of my mindset anymore.
Quite a bit of trail has been added... Aaaaaaand Marin was determined to venture down them all
Despite being less than perfect, my positive outlook on life somehow manages to chug along just fine.
She wanted to go 90 miles per hour and explore every grain of sand the park contained.
I remember telling my doctor, "Balls to the wall lets do this." without hesitation."
I stepped on the treadmill next to a large oxygen tank... Because the smaller tanks didn’t push enough air for me anymore.
Not letting pulmonary fibrosis conquer my spirit just because it was conquering my body was a choice.