I was like a race horse, just trying to get into the world.
My son John was just under a year old when I collapsed with a life-threatening kidney disease. The shame and guilt resulting from my unplanned pregnancy had continued to fester to the point that my toxic feelings literally poisoned my body.
My brother Max made my desk. It's a masterpiece, like a piano. Everybody who comes in my office loves my desk.
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