In 2019, I basked in the darkness and dined with my demons. They poured my favorite whiskey and my forever place at their dark dining table was set to welcome another fractured veteran. My cozy reservation at this somber dinner party was within grasp. When squared-up and standing face-to-face, I gave a subtle nod and chilled whisper to the grim welcoming party. With a cracked, soft voice, I uttered, “Not today, fellas. My story ain’t over yet.” Drastic actions were taken because I needed drastically different results. An experiment ensued where valuable new lessons learned were poured over my fractured frame, like molasses filling a void. While the door to that dark dining party is locked-tight behind me, I stashed away those valuable lessons learned for future emergency use. My eyes are focused forward, now armed with the power of positive thought.
Veterans and the Power of Positive Thought
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By Scott Chapman and Battlefields Staff
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