December 4th, 2016
On September 30th, I sat in the hotel restaurant with my grandpa, mom, aunt and cousin recapping the events of the day. They asked me how I felt and if I needed anything to drink (I had just completed myRead More…
December 3rd, 2016
You wake up before the crack of dawn. Something always seems to ache. Your hair is usually pulled in a sporty-looking pony tail. And, interestingly enough, you don’t get bored doing the same thing over and over. Initially, I think you’re anRead More…
