A HIDING PLACE IN THE STORMS OF CHRONIC ILLNESS I lay in my double bed, the bed I had lived in for the past year and a half, and quietly watched the rain outside my bedroom window. For the last 24 hours, it had been pouring hard – so much rain, so many...
A More Perfect Color of the Sky Three years ago, we went to New York City and the National September 11 Memorial & Museum. A Look at the Museum’s Memorial Hall One of the striking displays is a giant wall with 2,983 watercolor squares in different shades...
A Reason For Our Captivity Many of us with chronic illnesses and pain feel like we live life in exile, separated from the rest of the world because of the isolation caused by our illnesses. With the coronavirus causing havoc around the globe and forcing...
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