“MAMA, DOES SHE HAVE A BOO BOO?”

My dear friend, Carly, has the two most beautiful, smart and charismatic daughters I have ever been lucky enough to meet.  She has an adorable 8-month old and a curious 3-year-old.  I went back to my hometown today and met up with Carly and her lovely family to say hello and catch-up on four months worth of time spent apart since I moved away.  I love both her daughters for warming up my heart in ways other children never have.  Her eldest daughter today pointed at a finger on my right hand and inquired about the yellow teddy bear band-aid  it was enveloped in.  She looked up at Carly with

LIGHT THERAPY

I went to the dentist last Monday and spoke with one of the ladies who worked there.  She noticed the eczema on my hands and told me a story about her husband, who also has eczema, but on his hands and feet.  Jolleen told me his eczema is so bad, his feet bleed on a daily basis.

WORKING HANDS

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My first job was as a bagger at a local grocery store.  With all the paper bags I handled and the constant hand washing, my eczema flareups on my hands were the worst