It started as a click. A rhythmic tick with every revolution of the front wheel. I pushed my chair forward and the caster went click click click click click click…
“I can’t believe it’s been five years.” I was sitting cross-legged in bed while Ian held the massage gun on a knot in my back. We had been quiet, but…
Give this paraplegic a wrist injury and watch the catastophizing begin. I don’t mean to brag, but I’m really good at the catastrophzing game. I can go from All is…
We went on a bike ride to the forest. It’s not far from our house but I’d never been there—Ian and the kids always go without me to ride their…
I have dreams where I can walk again. Sometimes it’s like the injury never happened. Other times I simply stand up from my wheelchair like it’s no big deal, walk…
I knew he wasn’t staying home when he pulled his travel mug out of the cupboard. I watched him from my place on the couch as he poured: coffee, cream,…
We fought about a plant the other day. Even as the argument unfolded we both knew it was ridiculous. Who fights about a plant? I mean, it was clearly not…
We decided to dress up for New Year’s Eve. Ok, that’s not totally true. I decided that we would dress up for New Year’s Eve and played the “Please do…
And just like that, it’s December… December! I wrote that sentence a week ago with grand plans to reconnect to this space—to all of you—but somehow time got away from…
The first Halloween my daughter could walk was the last Halloween that I could. She took to the neighbourhood for trick-or-treating as a mermaid—accompanied by her brothers: the fisherman and…