St. Valentine is the patron saint of people with epilepsy — though over time, the disorder accumulated more than 40 patrons, second as a single malady only to the plague. I wrote about living with this strange disease. I hope you have a minute to read.
Thanks to for helping inspire this with her own piece here
If you missed this, well, don't. Beautiful essay. "What My Epilepsy Taught Me About the Value of Time"
I have two things to say to anyone writing "personal essays." 1. God help you. 2. Use this piece as a model.
Searching for Meaning in My #Epilepsy. We know more about epilepsy than ever. But I am still trying to reckon with mine, by via
Searching for Meaning in My Epilepsy : 'Today, thanks in part to a broadening of civil rights and in part to advances in medical science, epilepsy is neither a spiritual gift nor a moral malady.'