The Sadness I Couldn’t See: Lung Imbalance and the Hidden Language of Grief
I never would have thought of myself as “grieving.” If you’d asked, I would have said I was restless. Nervous. Numb. Bored. I would have said that I didn’t feel much of anything. But I wouldn’t have called it grief. Not because it wasn’t there, but because I couldn’t see it. I’ve just begun to […]
Why It All Comes Back to the Heart
To be honest, the thing I have spent most of my life looking for has not been love or happiness. It’s been meaning. Why am I here? What am I supposed to do? I never had clear answers. By the time I was born, it seems my father’s drinking was already fairly advanced and the […]