The One When I Ride-or-Die
This is my 3 rd attempt writing a post on 2017. And even that sentence took a few trials before getting it, or accepting it was plain and bland, but hopefully still enough to make you want to read. The previous attempts consisted of picture collages, what my faith taught me this year (it was the word of the year after all), my semi-health scare and a few attempts to be funny. None of it really stuck, but if you scroll to the end, you'll see my attempts. We were sitting in an office, me and two coworkers, discussing the previous weekends activities and without going into too much detail, our activities had landed us a visit to the emergency room. My coworker, who is new to the office, but knows a good amount of my personal life, quickly identified, “wow, you really are a ride-or-die.” Now, for those of you that don’t know, a “ride-or-die”, according to urbandictionary.com “is a conjunction of the phrases ‘ride it out’ and ‘die trying’. In other words, you’r...
