Janet Stitt

I’m the one with the veil. 1981.

My husband ended up wearing that veil by the end of that night and we have been together since. But it’s been thirty-seven years since that day and all our lives have taken unforeseen turns. My pal in the picture has since succumbed to the cancer that plagued her for years and I struggle with autoimmune troubles that in the past, resulted in kidney failure and an autologous (but successful) bone marrow transplant for lymphoma.

Now I am facing a significant and continual loss of hearing that threatens many aspects of my life.

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