by Spencer Spellman on May 16, 2013
Monday I returned from a British Columbia road trip, face planting onto my bed, feeling nearly crippled by anxiety, rather than being relieved to be home. I took several big breaths, attempting to re-gain normal breathing, while mentally cycling through the next 15 days – what I consider one of the most important personal and work [...]
by Spencer Spellman on May 7, 2013
“Do you need another barf bag?” Whip, my co-pilot, asked me as we came out of another maneuver and after I had filled up one already. That’s right, my co-pilot, Whip. And for the intents and purposes of this blog post, you can call me, “Stormy.” Stormy being the pilot name I was given before [...]
by Spencer Spellman on April 24, 2013
I was lying flat down on my apartment floor, paralyzed with fear and pain, beating my arms on the floor, crying, and screaming aloud about why this had happened. A routine Monday morning had been interrupted by a call from my aunt, telling me that my mom had unexpectedly passed away. You see my mom had a [...]