A THOUSAND MILES: November 2016

My road came to an unexpected halt on November 9, 2010.

On that day, I was bicycling to work when a garbage truck drove into a Philadelphia bike lane. I was in that bike lane.

A team of trauma surgeons saved my life, but they had to amputate my left leg above the knee. The accident changed my body and health forever.

The journey of a thousand miles begins with one step.

These words started me on my journey to walk again. Over time, they became a way of life.

I am a person with ability and disability. I travel in the space between. These are my postcards.

Tuesday, November 8, 2016

Places I've Been

Mile Marker 4450:

They say you can't go back, but really you can.

It's just not the same.

Take Chicago. Or more specifically, a bike path in Chicago...