A THOUSAND MILES: March 2020

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.

Saturday, March 28, 2020

Mile Marker 8399:

Where are we?

Or more accurately, WHEN are we?

Oh. Hello Saturday.

Anyone else feel like the days should be wearing name tags this week?

Mile Marker 7525:

Pause. Rewind.

Remember a time when you knew exactly where you were going?