I wanted to report on the little Wish Fish I made for my friend who has Lupus.  She was in pretty bad shape and spent over a  month in the hospital.  I don’t believe the fish itself had anything to do with her healing.  It was her own determination and fate that saw her through, but the fish, commissioned by a mutual friend, gave her a feeling of love and inclusion.  She knew we cared about her and wanted her to keep swimming with us in this mysterious ocean of life.  She’s back at work now and her fish is at her desk!