When I got sick in March, I quickly realized that I had contracted coronavirus. I lost my sense of smell and battled seemingly never-ending symptoms for three weeks. Life on the other side of infection isn’t as easy as I’d hoped, but recovering from it has taught me a lot about myself and about what over 2 million people in our country have been through.
When my plants wither, it feels like a reflection of my own setbacks
Taking care of myself and my plants can be an uphill battle
Kate not Katie: Why I dropped the ‘i’ in my name
As I got older, my name started to feel like a too-small sweater
