By Abby Sher — 2020
The mirror became a cruel optical illusion: I kept crunching, tucking, sweating and squatting, but my reflection just got uglier.
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CLEAR ALL
Last week was the one-year anniversary of the beginning of my husband’s health crisis. As I gaze at the permanent handicap placard and at him sleeping, once again, on the couch, I’ve been reflecting on what I’ve learned this past year.
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