I was touched by your article. Mostly because I didn’t write it that way in my own journal
In March, I underwent a double lung transplantation at Duke, in Durham. NC. The 10 hour operation, with machines keeping my body alive , went well, and my post-operative. course was marked by daily progress. Two months after my return to my temporary home, an apartment near the hospital, during my one of my return clinic visits, my only times out of the apartment, I contracted  COVID which rapidly became pneumonia and I landed in the Isolation ICU. They, with God’s hand, saved me. Months later, I returned here me to Ashevllle. Then post-COVID syndrome began, which changed everything in my life except the support of my family. 

I began the push to get back. On days when my thinking has been fairly clear, my heart working fairly normal, and when I can walk, I make a trip to the shop. Working 15-20 minutes at a time, with rests in between , I began to make the Anarchist’s Toolchest. Following the book of the same name, I have worked for months, and have the carcase nearly done. It has been immeasurably hard. I had to relearn dovetailing as well S make flawless panels in the first place.
 I  call it my Box Which Heals. To say that it has been physical, mental, and spiritual therapy  is no overstatement. I was a surgeon until only a short time before my operation. The fall down, way down, was quick. The arduous climb back up, incredibly slow.
My shop is my safe haven. Working only with hand tooos, I’m recovering. I adhere exactly to the plan, even using cut nails and only hide glue to replicate what might have been done in 17th. Century England.
I find peace and healing in my shop. It used to be a place where I would unwind from difficult surgery and really sick patients.  Now it is the place where the patient goes to really get well.
Thanks for your insightful article. 

I never know from what source blessings will come my way.
Now you know.
Best Regards
Don Lewis
Asheville N