Being able to plan for a period of illness with a finite timeline and a known positive outcome is like preparing for birth
. . . my life is ripe and full and luscious . . . Like aging, this opportunity to mature and learn is a gift . . .
It's not just YOU risking illness. It's not JUST your neighbors. You're putting all the healthcare workers in your area at risk.
This has been a period of non-linear learning, picking up bits of knowledge like rocks on the sand. They're unrelated except for their origins, washed to my feet on the waves. I have one favorite pair of pants. I wear them every day. I don't care what I eat for lunch, as long as it... Continue Reading →