Epilepsy and beyond: A mother's journal of the anguish, grief, joy and triumph shared with her son.
The tears...streamed down, and I let them flow as freely as they would, making of them a pillow for my heart. On them it rested.
—Augustine, Confessions, IX, 12
photo by Michael Kolster
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