JB Brackett

Rose stands at a microphone, in front of a projected image, giving a presentation.

Rose Muise’s Story

I’m sorry I lost touch. I’m sorry I didn’t call, didn’t write, didn’t reach out, pushed you away, let connections fail. Sometimes I get paranoid. Worried. Anxious. Do you hold it against me? All the things I did, didn’t do, said, didn’t say, when I was sick. I’m sorry I wasn’t honest. With you, and …

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Thomas sits in his wheelchair, surrounded in green plants, holding a basket of tomatoes.

Thomas Jimino’s Story

I don’t consider myself or my story all that special, but maybe there will be a little something in it that will touch someone enough to get them through just one more day….Just….One….More….Day…. That day when you feel so much emotional pain that you don’t think you’re gonna make it. When it takes all you’ve …

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