Rainey’s Story: George is my parent’s cat, not a fancy cat, just your plain old country tom cat now living in a big city. His “meow” is constant and sweet, his color is orangey peach with stripes; and even though he’s a cat, he is still part of...
Jennifer’s Story: As a highly productive twenty something year old I had a house, a boat, lots of friends, a loving family, and a great job. Then in the blink of an eye my life fell apart. Always the risk taker looking for fun, I saw no reason not to experiment...
Bunmi’s Story: Exhausted by the grind of my second year as a general surgery resident, I tried to energize myself by recalling my big dreams. I planned to enter a fellowship program to further specialize, become an academic surgeon with built-in research time,...
Kate’s Story: Shaking in the cold, my three brothers and I huddled under a discarded boat waiting for hours for the click of the lock on the door and our father to let us into the house. As an eight-year-old little girl I longed to run into my Daddy’s arms when...
Wynne’s Story: Growing up the oldest of three girls in Texas, I often dressed up as a bride for Halloween, and carried fake flowers “down the aisle” of our family room next to my “groom” set to music. No doubt I held a carefully curated version of how my life...
Carrie’s Story: I carried the shame of feeling defective for twenty-three years. The summer before my senior year of high school I went manic. I did not know I was burning the candle at both ends, involved in many activities and getting little sleep. The night...
