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  • Hanging On to Letting Go

    How forgiveness filled me with joy before a laughable reaction. May 2026: My white blood cell count is low–again–but I know better than to think it’s leukemia, because seven years ago it was low and I ended up quarantined before… Continue reading

    Hanging On to Letting Go
  • It’s Your Birthday Alma

    Thirty-some years ago, my mother gifted me an author’s autobiography with the inscription: “To my author-daughter.” For the last three years, I’ve been plugging away at a book that pairs my medical anecdotes with her prayerful antidotes. And this year—on… Continue reading

    It’s Your Birthday Alma