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Domestic Violence was my Lemon. Running marathons I was never allowed to do, making friends I never thought I could, and living each day with a renewed sense of love from God, now that is my Lemonade. I was 20-years-old and I was in a violent relationship. I was in love. I was...

Surgery was my lemon. Living life day by day is my lemonade. I wrote this one year ago after the biggest roller coaster ride of my life. Ironically, I titled this the opposite of your website only because I didn’t feel strong enough to title it any differently at the time and it...

Testicular Cancer is my lemon. Raising nearly $2 million dollars, to date, to benefit many different cancer organizations – through a foundation I started – is my lemonade. My name is Bob Hammer.  I am a two-time cancer survivor, and founder of the “Have a Ball” Golf...

My mother’s death was my lemon. Living life with gratitude, and beginning a new career in a field of passion is my lemonade. I’ve never written about my mother’s death, or my feelings about her when she was alive, sick, or in heaven. Her name is Friedah. All I know is she is my...

Losing my father to cancer and experiencing those last days with him in hospice was my lemon. Turning that into an opportunity to live a fuller life and take good risks is my lemonade. I was always very close to my Father. Although he was small in stature, he stood tall in my...

My lemon was (seemingly) losing the ability to walk secondary to hitting the ground at 100 mph while skydiving. My lemonade is finding a bigger purpose to motivate others to do the unthinkable. I have been a professional fitness trainer since 1985, an international motivational...

Prostate cancer was my lemon. Helping my patients from a new personal perspective was my lemonade. I am not one of those patients who feels that having had cancer is a gift.  I am not going to kid you, it sucks.  BUT, it has given me the opportunity to help in ways I had not been...

My lemon is a severe brain injury. My lemonade is helping others regain independence and a wonderful life after suffering a brain injury.  Life sent me more than one lemon, I was bombarded with an orchard full of them.  I am not sorry for what has befallen me.  The reason is...

My lemon is a severe brain injury. My lemonade is helping others regain independence and a wonderful life after suffering a brain injury.  Life sent me more than one lemon, I was bombarded with an orchard full of them.  I am not sorry for what has befallen me.  The reason is...

Being brutally bullied as an adolescent was my lemon. Finding the courage and confidence to overcome that and own my life is my lemonade.   I’m used to leading on the dance floor. The music starts, and I take my partner’s hand, guiding her into position, controlling the flow...