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.Read More