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.

Sunday, October 12, 2025

The Undercover Lives of My Favorite Baristas

Hello from --

A selfie of me (on left) and Donna (on right) in front of a monoprint of a woman steaming coffee -- an art piece made by one of my baristas.
-- I'm not sure what mile it is!

Life has been busy lately -- bursting at its seams.  I haven't had time to total my mileage.

But I learned, way back at Mile 30, that when feelings get too big, it's best to think small.  (And a little bacon goes a long way, but that's another story!)

Bacon aside, I'm grateful for my morning walk.  

If you're new here, a morning walk is nothing heroic.  

I just grab my coffee cup off the dish drainer,
tuck my phone into my purse, 
and close the door behind me.

It's just a walk around the block.  

Even if my prosthesis is a bit crooked, it's OK.  I'll be back soon enough.

The blue sky, dotted with scattered clouds, with Old City rooftops in the foreground.
Still, a morning walk works magic.

When I close the door and step outside, even tentatively -- or uncomfortably -- it's a step toward possibility. 

A short trip around the block can be a travel adventure.

I've been experimenting with a new (to me) writing platform called Substack.  Let's call it a side trip. 

It's good to venture out once in a while.

I wrote the article below about a morning walk that started small and became something bigger. 

Read it here:  The Undercover Lives of my Favorite Baristas

Two baristas behind the counter at Old City Coffee.  One is raising her hand victoriously with a glass coffee cup.
It features a few of my favorite 
morning walk buddies!

Thanks, as always, for joining me on the journey!

Walk on,
Rebecca

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