think not of what you have lost but all you have gained.
my return to three solid meals a day. the ability to sit through my afternoon meditation without choking on air. gluten-free sourdough. homemade cocoa tahini spread, sweetened only by coconut flakes. the world of flavour i still have at my disposal, gift of my heritage. a dietary framework that acts as creative impetus, a cosmic nudge to nourish myself more sustainably. the fact that i can afford $600 antibiotics. a manager who has fought this fight herself. a sanctuary of an apartment. the depth of my globe-spanning support network. summer’s impending arrival. the wealth of knowledge from having won this battle before. i have healed myself once and i will do it again.