Sometimes I need to be alone. You know, grab a cup of coffee, find a quiet space and reflect.
This year, I know my gift and it can’t be wrapped.
“…if I survived, my future would surely involve years and years of relearning base functionality and perhaps a LIFE-long residency in an institution.”
I looked at the faces, some sad, some vacant, some lost, and I was terrified
I have a question for you.
“The arts can change lives. And don’t take it just from me.”
Things weren’t “right in my head.” Sometimes even putting my hand into a shirt sleeve required intense effort.
Have you ever had a moment when everything aligned? This was one of those.