by Ricky | May 17, 2015 | This is My Life
While Mom had me inside her tummy, Grandma was already on the verge of losing her speech. Though mother constantly looked for food items to help regain her ever growing raspy voice, it was to a point where she could hardly be understood. Our family suspected it had...
by Ricky | May 15, 2015 | Romance, or Lack Thereof
You know how people always say that pregnant women glow? I awoke on Wednesday morning to a dreamlike fairytale. While the expecting technician drew my blood, her eyes shone in my gaze. I felt almost no pain at all, seeing her pretty face. I realized that radiance...
by Ricky | May 13, 2015 | Letter Box
Dear Taylor, I heard about your mom’s cancer recently and wanted to say something. I’ve actually written to you a couple times already. On each occasion, I tried the eloquent and poetic approach to impress you, but of course, my chaotic assortment of alphabets went...
by Ricky | May 12, 2015 | Duchenne
I discovered that another fellow in his Thirties with Duchenne muscular dystrophy passed away. Fuck. What more can I say? He was an acquaintance of mine. His father and sister asked me to encourage him to get himself out there, and just when he came out of his...
by Ricky | May 10, 2015 | Duchenne
This is my mother and me. She is my heroine. I learned what it means to be an aspiring gentleman because of her unconditional love, the way she sets me straight when I’m wrong, and how she always supports me in the things that are right. I wouldn’t have lasted for...
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