God Has A Plan My Dad Always Said
We were just one family that had been struck by this disease; there were so many others. At that time many of them–most of them, actually–suffered silently. They were embarrassed by an ailment that relentlessly burns through the one thing we all rely on to define us–the mind. Who are we if we can’t recall who we have been, what we have done and learned? If we can’t think back on triumphs, defeats, sad times and bright days when joy lifted us off the ground?...