" The terrible gift of a terrible illness is that it has, in fact, taught me to live in the moment. Nothing but this day matters: the warmth of this crib, the sound of his hysterical giggling. And when I look closely at my life, I realize that I'm not just learning to seize the day. In my finite life, the mundane has begun to sparkle. The things I love - the things I should love - become clearer, brighter. "

― Kate Bowler , No Cure for Being Human: And Other Truths I Need to Hear