I’m working again, sort of. My full-time job of pain management has been successful enough that I am able to type for about and hour and a half a day,…
I wake up in the dark and know I am on my own. Grandma’s bed has been moved into the dining room where she can be close to Dad when everybody…
On losing and reclaiming my Hawaiian culture. I couldn’t begin to count how many times I’ve had the same conversation. I’ll say something like “Oh, look I have a puka in…