I gave Ariana a pad to draw on months ago from my desk, not even really thinking about which one it was. Found this and 100 more drawings this weekend on the pad’s pages while digging through her craft stuff and it just broke me. There’s some annoying English class word for this … allegory? Yeah, allegory. This is a perfect allegory for a day, any day, in my life, my personal version of the six-word story that I, ironically, didn’t even write.
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Author: uwfacepalm
Father, husband, portfolio manager, cancer victim (multiple myeloma since 2013). Trying to navigate this goddamn disease as best I can while enjoying what time I have left via those relationships, friends, the UFC, gaming, MMJ, diving and helping teach it before this all went down as a PADI Assistant Instructor and a Dive Guide at the Denver Aquarium (well, before my white blood cell count went to shit thanks to the chemo/disease).
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And ... Cancer. 
I just love that child!
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