Self Image and the Ostomate
Looking around, I am struck by the fear I observe in so many of my generation. And why not? We are the generation that planned on living forever, having “it” all, challenging the status quo, yelled “hell, NO, we won’t go!” and not by coincidence, achieved more than any generation before. We were the first […]
No Pollyanna, I am well-versed in sadness, illness, and loss. In fact, I was in a fairly deep depression before my young father died, and watching the life leave him reinforced for me that the world was a very bleak place. Part of me didn’t even want to continue living in the world anymore. An […]