If one were to check the dictionary definition of resiliency and then examine my life, one would conclude that I have not arrived at being fully resilient.
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It never happened at Isaly’s ice cream joint, the first place I waitressed.
Well, waitressing is probably not the right word for what I did. It was more like order-taking, burger-flipping, shake-making, and plopping-on-the-counter-for-the-customer work. That demanding all-in-one food industry post that so many have as their first or second or forever job.
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Dear Past Self,
I wish I could’ve told you how much it hurts to have your tonsils removed.
Not as much as your cholesteatoma, chicken pox, shingles, or having an IUD inserted, but it would’ve been nice to be prepared to throw up blood constantly for two days.
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