Truth. This is long past a difference in political perspective. It is a difference in fundamental humanity and moral values.

My magical little cat knew something was wrong with me before I or the medical community did. They are brilliant creatures.

Let's see. My dad had lung damage from asbestosis when he passed. Likely he brought the toxin home with him, with health impacts on all the family. This is horrific.

Loved it!

So many relationships have ended because of this.

As someone named Susan, I have decided to call them "rotating Sally" for the foreseeable future.

How have we forgotten simple human kindness, forgotten empathy? No matter what it is that you’ve chosen for a career, where you live, we are all humans just trying to live a life. My heart is with all the people and animals living through this horror.

Clearly not understanding the fragility of all our lives, our stability when a traumatic life event or health crisis can lead someone to being unhoused. Having had a beloved brother living on the streets many years ago, this is a very personal issue for me.

Our group has six members. It seems the right number for us, giving us time during our bi-weekly three hour meetings to check in, share whatever writing anyone has, and get feedback.

I often think that if I wrote my real life occurrences as fiction people would say, “Nah, that’s not believable.” Life, stranger than fiction.

I haven't seen it. But thanks for the suggestion, I'll check it out.

I worked in hospital and community healthcare during the height of the AIDS epidemic. Not a book, but I published an essay about those times...
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