Get well soon! the handwriting said cheerily. I cringed. The card was for someone with terminal cancer, not bronchitis. The note, at best would seem trite. And to me it seemed hollow, hopeless. The card was not for me, but … Continue reading
My husband and I marked our 10th wedding anniversary last week. It passed with little fanfare, though we have promised dinner and movie to ourselves in the next week. What comes to mind when you celebrate an anniversary, of any … Continue reading
You don’t know how bad I have it. No one understands the obstacles in my way. If only everyone knew how unfair it was. I deserve it, I’m so much better than the others. All of us think some variation … Continue reading
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