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Greeting All Readers:

Nobody knows this, but I’m writing a follow-up to my book Confessions From Disability Limbo released in 2021. I’m hoping to have the first draft done by 2025. As a treat, here are the first few paragraphs. I hope you enjoy it. please give me some feedback. I am looking for gut reactions

Proverbs 11:25 NIV [25] A generous person will prosper; whoever refreshes others will be refreshed.

Greetings and warmest regards. I’m back with book number two! My name is Kevin G. Núñez, a 36-year-old male living with a developmental disability known as Cerebral Palsy. (CP) I use a wheelchair daily to help me ambulate throughout the day – in other words, no wheelchair, no legs. Additionally, I can’t get out of bed on my own or get dressed without the help of others. Things you take for granted are things I long for in life: driving, hugging someone, and even cleaning my backside.

A quick disclaimer before I get rolling. I’m currently the vice-chairman of the New Jersey Council on Developmental Disabilities (NJCDD), and this work does not reflect them or any other advocacy organization that I have been a part of. No one has endorsed this, and I have not received any money upfront to write it. Bragging about my accolades is not the purpose of this writing. I’m going to do the exact opposite.

I should have felt a sense of completion and joy when I clicked the “publish” button on Amazon’s Kindle Direct Publishing (KDP) for my first book, Confessions from Disability Limbo. Yet, something felt out of balance, and without balance, we have nothing. I promise that I’m not writing this out of vanity. You see, I did not start out planning to write a book. I had a few successful blog posts to help grow my website. Then, I wanted to write some letters of appreciation to my family and friends for helping me get to where I am today.

Up to that point, I mainly wrote about my life for my reflection. But I wrote my book for others. I wrote Confessions as if it were my first kiss: I didn’t know what I was doing, but I knew I had to share what was in my heart. As a result, I love my first book, and I stand by it, but I’m not too fond of the finished product. Confessions was and is beautiful. It holds a special place in my heart, but – to be honest – it’s wild and disjointed.