I mean it's not everyday one gets to ride across the worlds longest overwater bridge . Now let me tell you how much love I have for this bridge . I HATE IT !!! While dealing with the tumor in my leg I probably crossed this bridge more than 100 times . It gets old I promise . But today as I get ready to drive through the toll booth ( no I'm not driving and blogging . Today I'm being chauffeured by my amazing father ) it holds a much more significant meaning . I'm headed to my last pre-op appointment before surgery Monday . When I cross this bridge Monday I will literally be leaving the old me behind here on the north shore and the city will represent my new life holding much more opportunity and exciting adventures ! The nerves continue to increase ...
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