When my hair started to thin from chemotherapy and my makeup could no longer hide the dark circles under my eyes, it was hard for me to look in the mirror even long enough to brush my teeth. The lump and the scar on my right shoulder from the portacath showed glaringly in my mind’s …
Identity
When our older son wanted to go on his first international mission trip, we all needed to apply for passports. We gathered to submit the required documents, only to find out that when my handwritten birth certificate was entered electronically, two letters in my maiden name had been transposed. I offered my parents’ marriage license …
Invisible
When my youngest was in middle school, he played the double bass in orchestra. He grew five inches over summer, so he was given a 3/4 bass in place of his 1/2 size. The case was soft-side and only used when we traveled to concerts so it lived in the spare bedroom most of the …
