Bon appetit from Mile Marker 10,347!
Many miles ago, I wrote a little post called Back to Bacon.
Back then, I was celebrating the Big 3-0.
Mile 30 on this journey. |
It felt like I had come a long way. And also, not far at all.
Bacon took me back! |
My road came to an unexpected halt on November 9, 2010.
That morning, I was bicycling to work when a garbage truck turned across a city bike lane. I was in that bike lane.
A team of trauma surgeons saved my life, but they had to amputate my left leg. My body and life were forever changed.
The journey of a thousand miles begins with one step.
As I learned to walk again, I measured my recovery in steps and then miles. Over time that journey grew into something more -- a way of being in the world, wherever I go.
I am a person of ability and disability. I travel in the space between. These are my postcards.
Bon appetit from Mile Marker 10,347!
Many miles ago, I wrote a little post called Back to Bacon.
Back then, I was celebrating the Big 3-0.
Mile 30 on this journey. |
It felt like I had come a long way. And also, not far at all.
Bacon took me back! |