I have many friends who live with a physical disability.
I’ve always had great empathy for others, but since my late husband’ illness and passing, I have added knowledge to my empathy. That may explain a great new number of people that have come into my life suffering some form of loss.
Every day I learn from one of my friends what it is to live with a disability. The struggle doesn’t end with the acceptance of the loss. There is self-esteem, reinventing a life, and there is the constant health struggle.