Your story matters, if not now for the next generation.

The other night while my husband worked late I decided to sit on his office floor and go through a packet of papers and photos my mother had given me some time ago. As I unfolded papers I discovered treasure. Treasures not of financial value but words that fill your heart, bring back memories and…

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How a few hours a week in the kitchen is saving my sanity?

Chronic illness with chronic fatigue is difficult to describe if you’ve never experienced it.  The best way I can explain it to people is that it’s like having one sixteen-ounce glass of water, with no access to refill the glass.  When you’re glass is empty it’s empty until the next day.  Or maybe for a…

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