February 20, 1993 When I woke up, I felt happy. I could go home today! I packed my things so I would be ready. (Well, my Mom and Dad helped me pack my stuff.) In the afternoon, a nurse helped me into a wheelchair. They pushed me downstairs to...
When I was only eight, I wanted to delay the inevitable. But the doctor said no. I visited the orthopedist often as a child. I slept with removable casts on my arms and legs every night. I wore them for years as a form of physical therapy. We wanted to improve...
This is a part of the Open Letter Challenge writing contest hosted by Josh Irby. I’m writing a response to the Open Letter to You from the Rest of the World. Dear World, I read your letter recently and I’m encouraged by your words. I pull it out on occasion to...
When I first think of the word brave, I think of heroes in action films or characters that travel on grand adventures and make it to the end of their journey. I think of people in the news that rescue others from a natural disaster or others who decide to move to...
chain, chain bound to the heart won’t let go won’t break apart break, break out of the way you’re not welcome not free to stay free, free free to give free to breathe free to live