The 
vision of the Aspens
Naked and stripped of leaves…
Intertwined with the evergreens
The Spruce, Fir and Pine…
Speak of us with chronic illness
As we interact with the healthy…
Our lives have been stripped
Of what others call “normal”…
Days once filled with activity,
With motion and movement are slowed…
Our conditions cannot be seen
As we often appear to be fine…
Our struggle is with the unseen,
That which has made a stronghold within…
Yet as the Aspen are connected,
Pain has united strangers…
Often we feel alone and separated
Because we cannot participate…
Let us empower each other
To know we are not on our own…
Mom Is Sick -- For Parents & Kids 
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