*Eva*

I weakly stood up from the hospital bed and wandered across the room to the window. The sun was setting on yet another day spent in a hospital room.

I knew I should be grateful, though. I couldn’t say that things weren’t improving slightly. Since I was able to move around on my own, I was able to move out of the wing of the hospital dedicated to critically ill patients and into one a little less sterile looking.

The colors of my new ...