Lessons are parting gifts
Cushioning goodbyes
Karma stings when we think
We're clever enough to lie.
It's never one sided
Three dimensions stand in line
Life is an illusion
Graphically designed.
Nobody is a master
All of us encounter loss
You'll learn as the years go by
You are always your own boss
It is never a puzzle
Or a maze to understand
Often its a clumsy dance
When holding someones hand.
If life is a journey
There are pauses in between
Pop up quizzes of sorts
To see if you know what it means.
Repercussions are real
And karma has working legs
You'll realize you're in too deep
When all you can do is beg
Live in such a way
That your eulogy is a song
And your ending makes them wonder
What did you know all along?

With a career as a graphic designer for a prominent advertising agency a wife and son, 35 year old Anthony Johnson feels like he has it all until one day a seizure at work changes his life forever.  Diagnosed with epilepsy Anthony is forced to relinquish his much loved independence including his drivers license for the next year until his disease is under control.
Indignant and frustrated, Anthony attends weekly doctors appointments with his nueroligist and upon doing so meets 40 year old Gabe Bauman, an upbeat, friendly man.
As the two men become acquaintances and eventually friends Anthony learns of Gabes chilling diagnosis and his perception of his own misfortune drastically changes.
This is a story of two men one fighting for acceptance, the other, fighting for his life and how their two worlds collide in a time when its needed the most.  Will Anthony accept his new diagnosis and how will Gabe help him to see his struggles with humor and grace?

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Roses grace the garden
Until it is her time
To make their final entrance
Because even roses die
Roses lose their petals
One by one yet still
They retain their beauty
Roses always will.
Roses shed their glory
In a way no one else does
For roses never mourn
For what yesterday was
They are today's beautiful
Forgetting yesterday
They have no need for reminders
Of how it used to be.
Yesterday's are fading
Names become obscure
Life is a roller coasters path
It all becomes a blur
Autumn seeps into winter
Petals freeze under her breath
Yet remaining fragrant
As life portrays death
Beauty is unwinding
Yet keeps her inner strength
Roses are always beautiful
They're beautiful today
The past is a closed curtain
The future in unclear
The rose may seem hidden
But in reality shes still right here.