Better

Better than her former self, every day she wishes to be better still. Some days, it’s hard to see the light at the end. Like a sailor looking into the horizon, struggling to anchor her ship as the waves keep coming … she keeps coming. Bruised but never totally defeated, she gathers her bones, gathers her essence, gathers her spirit …. and prepares for the next battle.

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