Maybe you can relate to this.  I am a 43 year old woman who is trying her best everyday to uncover some beauty.  This goal is rooted in my identity as someone raising a couple of kids, who has been married for 23 years, who has a T3 spinal cord injury and has used a wheelchair for 36 years, and who has lived on the Canadian Prairie all of her life.  I am a writer, feminist, disability advocate, aspiring cook, music lover, sports enthusiast, committed CBC supporter, avid reader, yoga attempter, coffee devotee, and ideas junkie.  This might sound pretty positive and upbeat, and it is, but it is also true that life can seem pretty dark to me sometimes.  It is busy, stressful, difficult, tense, hurried, and fraught with stories, messages, and images that are sad, fearful, and hopeless.  I have experienced, and continue to experience, my share of depression that at times have disabled me more than my severed spinal cord.  In this blog, I will not promise to know all the answers, but I do know this: happiness is work.  Finding beauty every day is work.  Hard work.  Sometimes it is in the places I least expect it.  But it is always there.  And that is what I hope to share with you.