Trust

The bouts of coughing exhaust me.  I am happy when I have peace for a few minutes--a bit of time to recover and regroup and get ready for the next spell.   And though it seems much longer, I have only been sick one week.  Will I ever be well again?  And I worry.  I worry about my daughter and her friends.  One of her friends ODed over winter break.  I have known her since she was a baby.  Problems with her boyfriend.  And I am holding a secret that I cannot share, because if I did share it, I wouldn't be trusted ever again.