Healing laughter, tears, and joy
We should all be blessed
to have at least one person
who opens one's heart.
The act of sharing
nurses what wounds might linger.
It lifts our spirits.
Research shows that, “in all cultures, the conviction that one’s predicament is hopeless may cause or hasten disintegration and death.” [Jerome and Julia Frank, Persuasion and Healing] The tools available to me to fight this disease are limited. Could it be that keeping hope alive is the strongest weapon in my arsenal?