Photo by Aline Nadai from Pexels You can tell when a storm is coming. It gets quiet. Like eerily quiet. A feeling that’s so unsettling, but you cannot pinpoint exactly what’s wrong. You push through the feeling and go about your life like business as usual then when you least expect it. BOOM! Something happens that shakes up… Continue reading I Can’t Feel My Legs
Mom and I on a plane. When I would sit on the couch in my home growing up, my mom would sit on the facing love seat and stare at me. I wouldn’t respond but would proceed to watch tv. But one day she sat on the facing couch, stared for a couple of seconds… Continue reading How Did I Get Here?