Sometimes exactly what you need shows up exactly when you need it.
An excerpt from Choose Your Scar, Grow From There: A Memoir
I don’t have much time left to live, if you want to call my existence living. Months spent on two waiting lists. Two false alarms. One liver wasn’t viable and I don’t remember the reason for the second rejection. I do remember filling the floor of my side of the car with wadded up tissues…