#NaBloPoMo: I Was Broken

I Was Broken

Before the accident, I was… Whole. After…well… I didn’t notice at first. In the process of my recovery, the loss of words was hidden under the haze of opiates and glossed over by more physical injuries. If I couldn’t remember something, it was clearly the fault of the drugs or the pain. I wasn’t reading Read More

#NaBloPoMo - Until the Accident

Until the Accident

We picked through the hardware store, my two-year-old tugging on my hand and pointing. “What’s that?” His curiosity knows no bounds. He’s finally started talking, and the world is opening up for him. He wants to be able to relate to the world around him–and the questions are not only incessant but insistent. He wants Read More