I don’t feel calm on the bench today. That’s a big gray storm cloud. There’s smoke from wood fires in the air. I’m angry today. I’m angry at my life. I’m angry that I’m losing my left side. I’m angry and frustrated that I can’t do the things I want to do, whether it’s a physical limit or that I’m limited by responsibilities, like being a parent, or limited by the money to do it.
— Catherine