June 4, 2024 updated.

Originally posted to social media on June 4, 2024.

"Back on Nov 17, 2023 as I sat outside the operating room, waiting for what felt like for ever, I had to use all my energy to not run away. The fear, stress, and anxiety of what I was about to go through was almost too much to handle. I started to focus on places I wanted to see again when I recovered from the Whipple Surgery. I closed my eyes and visualized some of my favorite places, I listed them off, and kept repeating the list over and over. Above are video clips of some of the places I want to see again when I am stronger.

I also needed something to do when I recovered, a way to payback the universe for taking care of me. So came up with "Spreading Happiness" sticker idea.

Happiness: an emotional state, feelings of joy, contentment, and fulfillment, often described as involving positive emotions and life satisfaction. 🙏

I want to spend my time spreading happiness, not sure how, but will do what I can."

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