Days of Being: September 5

She was in the coughing phase of her cold which sometimes felt like the dying phase of her cold because she was coughing and coughing and coughing and she couldn’t imagine coughing for one more second so she thought surely she was going to die from all of the coughing.

Days of Being is a micro-memoir project exploring memories and moments from every day of the year. Multiple years from my life are represented within the project celebrating what Madeleine L’Engle once said: “I am still every age that I have been.” Today’s micro-memoir is from one of my September 5s.