Dear Haddie Bo Bo,   Inhale, exhale, inhale exhale….   Thump, Thump, Thump.   I breathe without thought.  My heart beats without effort.     I remember a time that each breath was hard.  My heart hurt with each thump.  It took effort to continue.  It was a choice.  I had wished it would stop. Being

Haddie Bo Bo, I know it's been such a long time since I have wrote you a letter.  I wish I could tell you there are all these reasons why.  But really it's because I feel like I would be saying the same things that I have already said. The truth is that I have