A THOUSAND MILES: August 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.

Monday, August 10, 2020

Mile Marker 8755:

What would you do if you weren't afraid?

Long before this pandemic - and even before Mile 1 -- there was a day I decided to opt outside.

(Of my comfort zone.)