With a little help
Mar 26, 2022
When I was writing my last post I was thinking about my wonderful friends, who would write me notes so I knew where I was when I woke up. Now I am knitting them things so I can give them warm hugs.
Writer. Rememberer. Forgeterer. After emergency surgery I lost 90% of my memories. And all of my hair. These days I write about life, because life’s a jig.