When I Felt Different, part two
It wasn’t the first time I had fallen. I was as used to falling as I could be. We practiced falling in physical therapy with the cushiony mats and I tried to tuck in my head or my arms to minimize injury. But one never really gets better at the suddenness of a...
When I Felt Different, part one
If you asked me, “What’s it like to be different?” or “When did you know you were different?”…I might respond in one of three ways: “I’m not different. I’ve never seen myself as different.” (I shared more on...
When Friends Care in Tangible Ways
This isn’t a story about what we did or where we went. This is a real-life story about friends — when they cared, how they helped in tangible ways, and what that meant. I went to a baseball game earlier in the month. If you don’t know me, you might...