Day 3 (continued): On Tuesday, I made the hike up Laurel Falls Trail. It was only a three mile hike, but I wanted my incredibly out of shape ass to start with something slow. The hike up was pretty, but nothing crazy special. It was calming, yet filled with people carrying babies, grandparents, and definitely Read More
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Road to Gatlinburg: Part 2
Day 1: It’s Sunday at 5:26 a.m., and I am leaving my casa. Stopping for windshield wiper fluid like my father asked me to, Dunkin’, then peace out Chitown. It feels weird to be going away alone for a week, especially to a place that’s not Florida, and I felt myself tearing up a couple Read More
Road to Gatlinburg: Part I
This story begins where Rogers ends. Once my treatment ended, I very quickly realized that I was not yet healed (shocker), but was also having an incredibly hard time adjusting to day to day life. While I’m grateful for having done it, it kinda felt like the program didn’t do very much this time around Read More