How a Move Between New York and California Made Me Miss the Academy Awards
A move to Los Angeles from New York in my youth was a bigger adjustment than I bargained for, even the three-hour time difference.
Until 2004, I was an independent and active woman -- a former airline sales exec and then a high school educator. Then my body kept betraying me. I was finally diagnosed with ALS/Lou Gehrig's Disease -- confined to a wheelchair and unable to speak. With life at a slower pace, I learned to live a more conscious and mindful life -- buying, eating and other choices. I listen instead of talking, and I observe instead of running and rushing.
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
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