I Have A Husband Who Adores Me.

I've Spent A Lot Of Words On My Own Mortality.

Resilience Is Accepting Your New Reality, Even If It's Less Good Than The One You Had Before.

If I Had Lost A Leg, I Would Tell Them, Instead Of A Boy, No One Would Ever Ask Me If I Was 'over It'. They Would Ask Me How I Was Doing Learning To Walk Without My Leg. I Was Learning To Walk And To Breathe And To Live Without Wade. And What I Was Learning Is That It Was Never Going To Be The Life I Had Before.

I Have Three Living Children For Whom This Is A Father Who I Want Them To Love And On Whom They're Going To Have To Rely If My Disease Takes A Bad Turn.

I Grew Up In A Navy Family.