Most days I think I’m ‘fine.’
When you have a chronic illness I guess, you kind of have to be fine. There’s not really an alternative. You have to do life. You have to find a way to be fine.
My way is a bright, brave part of me. She is constantly running around inside with streamers and confetti and photos of my nieces and my precious friends and f…
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