I had never quite known distress until I cut my first onion. The innocent act of attempting to make a burrito bowl was sabotaged when the essence of onion drifted up to attack my eyes. Suddenly, I was completely undone. I couldn’t see. Tears came unbidden to my eyes. Forget the burrito bowl. I was going … Continue reading Perspective

Bad News and an Attitude.

Tonight—for about the hundredth time this summer—my thought-life circles around one thing: “I don’t get it.” Earlier today, I walked into what was supposed to be a medication follow-up for one issue, only to walk away with an even more severe diagnosis of something that has not been mentioned in the medical conversation all summer. … Continue reading Bad News and an Attitude.