A Betraying Breath : Living In The Uncertainty Of A Chronic Illness

Ceaseless Hope
But in that suspense and profanation also lies an definite law and a sign of a present that is alive in each singular exhale that we am given. Within that suspense and profanation shines a infirmity of life and a law from that we will never be means to hide. In that suspense lies a sign of all I’ve been through, what it means to truly live, and a law built on intractable hope. But many of all, it is a sign that CF is fused to each exhale that gives me life. So, with my pleading eyes we glance behind during myself in a counterpart and wheeze a words, “just one exhale during a time.” we can’t change this life with CF though what we can do is courteously take each exhale as it comes to me – meaningful it can all change in a singular breath. So, we wait for this Nov to pass while embracing this deteriorate of Fall – respirating into each singular exhale a constant wish that might douse a smoldering embers of fear caused by CF.

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