To Move From Hopelessness to Joy, I Had to Be Honest With Myself

To Move From Hopelessness to Joy, I Had to Be Honest With Myself

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To Move From Hopelessness to Joy, I Had to Be Honest With Myself

In past columns, I wrote about moments of absolute hopelessness — no more prevalent than the times when hemophilia reared its ugly head in my sons’ lives. There were many instances when powerlessness dominated my thinking as one of my sons screamed out in pain because he felt like little, sharp needles were constantly penetrating his skin. The searing points of distress seemed never to let up. As a father, continuously treating muscle and joint…

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