There has been a lot of speculation as to why I ended up with a brain tumor. One theory floating around, is the fact that I allowed two cats into the family. Maybe just the evidence of a brain tumor and not the cause.
For the last few months, a close friend of mine has been telling me that the Levi from last year would kick my butt, and that it would be pretty easy.
I never thought I would blog. Mostly because I didn’t have anything to say. The other reason would be in respect to any teacher that tried to teach me English. I feel now like I have something to say, and I can use the tumor as an excuse for poor grammar. I feel like I’m going to get a lot of mileage out of this tumor bit, my poor wife!
There have been so many miracles so far, that I feel like I need to write them down. Also, my wife is getting tired of repeating the same thing several times a day.
I woke up the morning of the event a different person. I was a much better version of myself. It was so evident, that I thought several times throughout the day, did God transform my mind. I have been asking for transformation in my mind, and pleading with God to do it because I don’t see being able to do it myself. A co-worker has been telling me lately that little things don’t have to bug me like they do. Ha, as she is coloring with squeaky markers right next to me while watching a documentary. Oh yeah, the other person in the room is clearing his throat incessantly. Sure, that won’t bug me some day.
Oh yeah, that morning! I had the thought, he did it, I’m different.
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