Holy shit, this post. It's finally published.
A New Year: How To Live Without Regret
Author: Tripp
My name is Tripp. I am the father of two amazing children, who live with their mother and her husband about nine hours north of me. I have an extraordinary relationship with their mother, my ex-wife. She, her husband and I are a united representation of love, forgiveness, and the happiness of our children. I am a musician, and have self-released three albums over the last seventeen years. I am a registered nurse who specializes in trauma and intravenous access. My co-workers are a diverse and wonderful group. My job affords me the distinct and welcomed privilege of accompanying my fellow human beings through some of the most trying times of their lives. I have personally experienced a miraculous shift from a loathing and questioning of life to a passionate love and adoration of it, and I am committed to causing that shift within the lives of those around me. Cheers.
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