I really don’t know why I start writing or better yet, why I waited until now to write. I stumble across so many articles, blogs, and books written by people about their experiences and during rough patches that someone out there finds and connects with. I’ve connected with so many. I’ve come across so many that sparked a question, a thought, pulled at my heart strings and then mended it all back. I wish I had started sooner in this journey and maybe if that would’ve made any part of this easier for someone out there then it would’ve been great. But really, it makes it better for me. Now it just feels like a rush to word vomit everything in some sort of sensible format.

My biggest fear is losing my words. Of course for as life would have it, one of the most at risk areas for surgery (what surgery? See Medical Life section…) is language and communication. There’s so much advice out there telling preoperative people to write letters and tell people everything you feel so I guess I’m not the only one afraid of losing words. Part of me is curious as to how many people are out there without any of those issues, how many went through this with flying colors and don’t share. I guess that’s what made me start this… Hopefully it’ll also be what makes me keep doing this. And hopefully it helps someone out there but deep down, I know it’s for me.

Whether you are just passing through or keep finding your way back here, welcome and I hope you get something out of it as I have.

-Vane

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