Thirty. It wasn’t about the number. It was what the number represented and how everything came to the surface as a day of celebration approached. I didn’t want to turn 30. I was a mess on the inside. That birthday reminded me I was not where I wanted to...
What does it feel like… To rise from the bed and stretch without someone lifting your body or moving your arms for you… To open the front door and go for a run or bike ride with thoughts of no one else… To hop in your car and go somewhere by yourself...
Facing my limits isn’t something new for me. However, life with a physical disability looks and feels different as an adult in a way. I’m not hopping on a school bus every day. I’m not interacting with many of the same people I knew in childhood....
I have to be honest. I almost missed writing this post today. I’m tired. I’m low on energy. I’m wishing for the sunshine to come back and stay for days. I don’t do well with endless clouds and rain. But I saw a glimpse of the sun this...
It’s not always easy to face our limits. To know how weak we are or how much we need others. Whatever the reason, limits exist. Eventually we have to face the limits in our lives in order to understand them. Hopefully we can find a way around our limits. This...
I watched our kids playing duck duck goose outside and running around. I couldn’t fully participate, but I held things for people. One boy gave me his toy to keep safe. But part of me wanted to do more than smile, laugh, and cheer on everyone else. I wanted to...