Fight or surrender 

For the past fourteen years I have had a rare blood disorder.  

Sometimes it is in remission and life sails along. Sometimes it’s an annoyance and sometimes it’s dangerous. 

Recently I had to step away from visiting my favorite place on earth, Lake Tahoe, because my health was too precarious.  

Logical choice though a bit heart breaking. 

These are the moments when you get to choose to fight or surrender and sometimes surrendering means you get to fight another day. 

Eat desert first