For some of us, our lives have a distinct before and after. A singular event so momentous that everything changes –– who we were when the sun crested the horizon is not the same person whose head hits the pillow that night.
In my family, that day was at the end of 2018, when my husband went to a yearly physical and got a panicked phone call a few hours later.
Alongside it, therapist Amanda E. White asks another essential question: in a world where we can order almost anything from a screen, what is lost when we trade connection for convenience?
All points lead back to the same truth: we were never meant to go it alone.
Onward,
—Sharon
Editor-in-Chief, The Preamble