One Year Later

One Year Later

One year ago today, my life changed because of one step. Or actually, one missed step. One year ago today I moved into my new home, fell on the stairs, broke my foot, and have been in a waiting game or recovery state ever since. Fracture boots, x rays, doctor visits, MRIs, surgery, non-weight bearing,…

Present Tense

Present Tense

Verbs. They’re the most important part of a sentence. They communicate action and movement. They demonstrate time and progress. They matter. And I’ve been editing myself a lot lately. I found that in my post-surgery, bionic-foot, limping and sore state that I was unconsciously shifting all my verbs to past tense. I used to run.…

Meet Kenny

Meet Kenny

I have someone to introduce you to. He’s been in my life a while now and some people have known about him, but I’m ready to introduce him to the world. Meet Kenny. Kenny is the name I’ve given to my personified surgically-repaired, bionically-elevated, titanium-indwelling, left foot. He’s been through a lot over the past…

Ballast and Buoyancy

Ballast and Buoyancy

Weight. Gravity. Burdens. I sit on the paper sheet at the surgeon’s office. Awaiting feedback on my healing. Awaiting x-ray confirmation or concern. Awaiting a plan. I fell the day I moved into my new home and broke my foot. But the break, and associated ligament tear, was subtle and missed by doctors.The weight, force,…

Half Way There

Half Way There

Bon Jovi has been running through my head a lot lately. Specifically this song: Woah, we’re half way there /Woah, livin’ on a prayer Take my hand, we’ll make it I swear /Woah, livin’ on a prayer. I now present to you the song by Bon Jovi, (featuring Kelly’s annotated notes): Woah, we’re half way…

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