Breakthrough
There’s this letter that my grandmother wrote me in 2009 that I placed in an acrylic frame on one of the walls in my office.
Dear Whit,
I was thinking of you when you called. Hope things with the job will work out. I know you can handle it. Give your best.
Right now I’m on a cane, but I have massaged my foot, took some pills, and it feels a wee bit bett…