Christine’s Musings

It’s been awhile since I’ve written here. It seems when life gives me a period of time in which endless happenings occur, there isn’t much…

I’m currently winning a long struggle with chronic illness — my invisible disease, as I so fondly call it. Actually, this anomaly of mine…

From the time we are little we are asked, “What do you want to be?” and we say with certainty our childhood fancies. Even before we have…

She looks like a delicate flower, slim, black hair, lopped in a bob, kind smile born from centuries of Asian lineage. She always tells…

My disease is invisible. I can go outside my door and smile at the world, and nobody would be able to detect the inexplicable exhaustion I…