Picking produce from my garden, and cooking meals for my family, are the only things that bring me joy these days. My therapist runs a craft group, it doesn’t bring joy but it is helping with a sense of community.

Acknowledging that suffering is just as important as pleasure in the human condition, I’ve come to a peace with suffering. It’s just our turn in time. Oddly enough, facing the suffering head on with acceptance that the world has balance, has made a lot of room for joys in my small, daily life.

I don’t know when the last day with my family will be, and so, it is easy to appreciate our time today, basically.